Psalms 9 For the end, a Psalm of David, concerning the secrets of the Son. I will give thanks to thee, O Lord, with my whole heart; I will recount all thy wonderful works.

Brenton⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ For the end, a Psalm of David, concerning the secrets of the Son. I will give thanks to thee, O Lord, with my whole heart; I will recount all thy wonderful works. ² I will be glad and exult in thee: I will sing to thy name, O thou Most High. ³ When mine enemies are turned back, they shall be feeble and perish at thy presence. ⁴ For thou hast maintained my cause and my right; thou satest on the throne, that judgest righteousness. ⁵ Thou hast rebuked the nations, and the ungodly one has perished; thou hast blotted out their name for ever, even for ever and ever. ⁶ The swords of the enemy have failed utterly; and thou hast destroyed cities: their memorial has been destroyed with a noise, ⁷ but the Lord endures for ever: he has prepared his throne for judgment. ⁸ And he will judge the world in righteousness, he will judge the nations in uprightness. ⁹ The Lord also is become a refuge for the poor, a seasonable help, in affliction. ¹⁰ And let them that know thy name hope in thee: for thou, O Lord, hast not failed them that diligently seek thee. ¹¹ Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Sion: declare his dealings among the nations. ¹² For he remembered them, in making inquisition for blood: he has not forgotten the supplication of the poor. ¹³ Have mercy upon me, O Lord; look upon my affliction which I suffer of mine enemies, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death: ¹⁴ that I may declare all thy praises in the gates of the daughter of Sion: I will exult in thy salvation. ¹⁵ The heathen are caught in the destruction which they planned: in the very snare which they hid is their foot taken. ¹⁶ The Lord is known as executing judgments: the sinner is taken in the works of his hands. A song of Pause. ¹⁷ Let sinners be driven away into Hades, even all the nations that forget God. ¹⁸ For the poor shall not be forgotten for ever: the patience of the needy ones shall not perish for ever. ¹⁹ Arise, O Lord, let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged before thee. ²⁰ Appoint, O Lord, a lawgiver over them: let the heathen know that they are men. Pause.