Psalm 9

For the music director. Set to “The Death of the Son.” A Psalm by David.

I will give thanks to YHWH with my whole heart. I will tell of all your marvelous works. I will be glad and rejoice in you. I will sing the praises of your name, O Most High. When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish in your presence. For you have upheld my just cause. You are seated on the throne judging righteously. You have rebuked the nations. You have destroyed the wicked. You have blotted out their name forever and ever. The enemy is overtaken by endless ruin. You have uprooted their cities, The memory of them has perished. But YHWH sits forever on the throne for judgment ʜᴇ has established. Hᴇ governs the world in righteousness. Hᴇ judges the peoples with fairness. YHWH is a high tower for the oppressed; a high tower in times of trouble. Those who know your name will put their trust in you, for you, YHWH, have not abandoned those who seek you. Y’all sing praises to YHWH, who dwells in Zion, y’all declare among the people what ʜᴇ has done. For the one who avenges blood remembers them. Hᴇ does not ignore the cry of the afflicted. Have mercy on me, YHWH. See my affliction by those who hate me, and lift me up from the gates of death, that I may declare all of your praise, at the gates of Daughter Zion I will rejoice in your salvation. The nations have fallen into the pit they made. Into the net they hid, their own foot has been caught. YHWH has made ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ known. Hᴇ has executed judgment. The wicked is snared by the work of ʜɪꜱ own hands. Meditation. Selah. The wicked will return to Sheol, all the nations that forget God. For the needy will not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the poor perish forever. Rise up, YHWH! Don’t let mortal humans prevail. Let the nations be judged in your sight. Put terror in them, YHWH. Let the nations know that they are only mortal humans. Selah.