Psalms 9

9 ¹I will give thanks to you, my Father, with all my heart; I will recount all your wonderful deeds.

²I will be glad and rejoice in you; I will sing praise to your name, O Most High.

³When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish before you. ⁴For you have upheld my right and my cause; you have sat on the throne as a righteous judge. ⁵You have rebuked the nations; you have destroyed the wicked; you have blotted out their name forever and ever. ⁶The enemy is finished, in everlasting ruins; you have uprooted their cities; the very memory of them has perished.

⁷But our Father sits enthroned forever; he has established his throne for justice. ⁸And he judges the world with righteousness; he governs the peoples with justice. ⁹Our Father is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble. ¹⁰Those who know your name trust in you, for you, our Father, have never abandoned those who seek you.

¹¹Sing praises to our Father, who lives in Zion! Proclaim his deeds among the peoples! ¹²For he who avenges blood remembers the afflicted; he does not forget their cry.

¹³Be gracious to me, my Father! See my affliction at the hands of those who hate me, you who lift me up from the gates of death, ¹⁴that I may declare all your praises in the gates of Daughter Zion, and rejoice in your salvation.

¹⁵The nations have sunk into the pit they made; their own feet are caught in the net they hid. ¹⁶Our Father has made himself known; he has executed justice; the wicked is snared by the work of his own hands. Higgaion. ^a a v16 Higgaion is a musical or contemplative marking — likely a call to pause and reflect on what has just been sung.

¹⁷The wicked return to the grave, all the nations who forget our Father. ¹⁸For the needy will not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the afflicted perish forever.

¹⁹Arise, our Father! Do not let mortals prevail; let the nations be judged before you. ²⁰Strike them with terror, our Father; let the nations know they are only mortal.