Psalm 9

1. O LORD, my thankful voice I raise;
   with all my heart I sing your praise
   and of your wonders tell the story.
   O God Most High, in you I glory.
   
   
2. See how my enemies retreat;
   they stumble, perish in defeat.
   LORD, for my cause have you contended
   and from your throne my right defended.
   
   
3. The nations’ pride have you made void;
   my wicked foes have you destroyed,
   their name wiped out, their memory banished.
   Their cities, rooted out, have vanished.
   
   
4. Forever reigns the LORD alone;
   for judgment he set up his throne.
   The world he judges in uprightness;
   his truth and equity delight us.
   
   
5. God is a stronghold firm and sure
   for all who grief and woe endure.
   Those seeking him are not forsaken;
   those trusting him will not be shaken.
   
   
6. Praise God, enthroned on Zion’s mount.
   To all the world his deeds recount.
   He who avenges blood is near us,
   and when we cry, our God will hear us.
   
   
7. Have pity, LORD, my suffering see,
   you who from death’s gate rescue me,
   that I, O God, your praises voicing,
   in Zion’s gates may find rejoicing.
   
   
8. My foes fell in the pit they made,
   their feet caught in the snares they laid.
   By their own guile their power is broken;
   the LORD is just, and he has spoken.
   
   
9. The wicked to Sheol return –
   all those who the Almighty spurn.
   As for the poor and the afflicted,
   they will not always be neglected.
   
   
10. LORD, let not human strength prevail.
    Summon the nations, judge them all.
    Strike them with terror, let them tremble.
    Show them they’re mortal, make them humble.