Psalms 9:1-13

¹Into the end, for the privates of the son, the psalm of David. Lord, I shall acknowledge to thee in all mine heart; I shall tell all thy marvels.

²Thou Highest, I shall be glad, and I shall be fully joyful or full out joy in thee; I shall sing to thy name.

³For thou turnest mine enemy aback; they shall be made feeble, and shall perish from thy face.

⁴For thou hast made my doom, and my cause; thou, that deemest rightfulness or rightwiseness, hast set on the throne.

⁵Thou hast blamed heathen men, and the wicked perished; thou hast done away the name of them into the world, and into the world of world.

⁶The swords of the enemy have failed into the end; and thou hast destroyed the cities of them. The mind of them hath perished with sound;

⁷and the Lord dwelleth without end. He hath made ready his throne in doom;

⁸and he shall deem the world in equity, he shall deem peoples in rightfulness or rightwiseness.

⁹And the Lord is made refuge, either help, to a poor man; an helper in covenable times in tribulation.

¹⁰And they, that know thy name, have hope in thee; for thou, Lord, hast not forsaken them that seek thee.

¹¹Sing ye psalms to the Lord, that dwelleth in Zion; tell ye his studies among heathen men.

¹²God forgetteth not the cry of poor men; for he hath mind of them, and he seeketh the blood of them.

¹³Lord, have thou mercy on me; see thou my meekness of mine enemies. Which enhancest me from the gates of death;