009) Psalm 9

Psalm 9 To the chief Musician uponMuth-Labbena psalm of David

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1 LORD I’ll the praise, with all my heart; thy wonders all proclaim.

2 I will be glad and joy in thee; most high, I’ll sing thy name.

3 In turning back my foes, they’ll fall and perish at thy sight.

4 For thou maintains my right, and cause: In throne sits judging right.

5 Thou t’ heathen check’st, and th’ wicked ‘stroy’d their names raz’d ever aye.

6 Thy ruins, foe, for aye are done; thou mad’st their towns decay; their memory with them is lost.

7 Yet ever sits the Lord: his throne to judgment he prepares.

8 With right he’ll judge the world: he to the folk shall minister judgment in uprightness.

9 The Lord is for th’ oppress’d a fort: a fort in times of stress.

10 Who knows thy name, will trust in thee: nor dost thou, Lord forsake, 11 them that thee seek. Psalms, to the Lord that dwells in Sion, make: declare among the folk his works.

12 For blood when he doth seek, he them remembers: nor forgets the crying of the meek.