Psalm 9
For the Chief Musician; set to Muth-labben. A Psalm of David.
I will show forth all thy marvellous works.
I will sing praise to thy name, O thou Most High.
They stumble and perish at thy presence.
Thou sittest in the throne judging righteously.
Thou hast blotted out their name for ever and ever.
And the cities which thou hast overthrown,
The very remembrance of them is perished.
He hath prepared his throne for judgment;
He will minister judgment to the peoples in uprightness.
A high tower in times of trouble;
For thou, Jehovah, hast not forsaken them that seek thee.
Declare among the people his doings.
He forgetteth not the cry of the poor.
Behold my affliction which I suffer of them that hate me,
Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;
In the gates of the daughter of Zion
I will rejoice in thy salvation.
In the net which they hid is their own foot taken.
The wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higgaion. Selah
Even all the nations that forget God.
Nor the expectation of the poor perish for ever.
Let the nations be judged in thy sight.
Let the nations know themselves to be but men. Selah