Psalms 9:1-13

¹For the end, a Psalm of David, concerning the secrets of the Son. I will give thanks to you, O Lord, with my whole heart; I will recount all your wonderful works.

²I will be glad and exult in you: I will sing to your name, O you Most High.

³When my enemies are turned back, they shall be feeble and perish at your presence.

⁴For you have maintained my cause and my right; you sat on the throne, that judge righteousness.

⁵You have rebuked the nations, and the ungodly one has perished; you have blotted out their name for ever, even for ever and ever.

⁶The swords of the enemy have failed utterly; and you have destroyed cities: their memorial has been destroyed with a noise,

⁷but the Lord endures for ever: he has prepared his throne for judgment.

⁸And he will judge the world in righteousness, he will judge the nations in uprightness.

⁹The Lord also is become a refuge for the poor, a seasonable help, in affliction.

¹⁰And let them that know your name hope in you: for you, O Lord, have not failed them that diligently seek you.

¹¹Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Sion: declare his dealings among the nations.

¹²For he remembered them, in making inquisition for blood: he has not forgotten the supplication of the poor.

¹³Have mercy upon me, O Lord; look upon my affliction which I suffer of my enemies, you that lift me up from the gates of death: