1 For the director of music. To the tune of"The Death of the Son." A psalm of David. I will praise you, O LORD, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonders. |
2 I will be glad and rejoice in you; I will sing praise to your name, O Most High. |
3 My enemies turn back; they stumble and perish before you. |
4 For you have upheld my right and my cause; you have sat on your throne, judging righteously. |
5 You have rebuked the nations and destroyed the wicked; you have blotted out their name for ever and ever. |
6 Endless ruin has overtaken the enemy, you have uprooted their cities; even the memory of them has perished. |
7 The LORD reigns forever; he has established his throne for judgment. |
8 He will judge the world in righteousness; he will govern the peoples with justice. |
9 The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble. |
10 Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you. |
11 Sing praises to the LORD, enthroned in Zion; proclaim among the nations what he has done. |
12 For he who avenges blood remembers; he does not ignore the cry of the afflicted. |
13 O LORD, see how my enemies persecute me! Have mercy and lift me up from the gates of death, |
14 that I may declare your praises in the gates of the Daughter of Zion and there rejoice in your salvation. |
15 The nations have fallen into the pit they have dug; their feet are caught in the net they have hidden. |
16 The LORD is known by his justice; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands. Higgaion. Selah |
17 The wicked return to the grave, all the nations that forget God. |
18 But the needy will not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the afflicted ever perish. |
19 Arise, O LORD, let not man triumph; let the nations be judged in your presence. |
20 Strike them with terror, O LORD; let the nations know they are but men. Selah |