CHAPTER 9
For the choirmaster.
To the tune of “The Death of the Son.”
A Psalm
of David.
I will give thanks
to the LORD
with all
my heart;
I will recount
all
Your wonders.
You have rebuked
the nations;
You have destroyed
the wicked;
You have erased
their name
forever
and ever.
The enemy
has come to eternal
ruin,
and You have uprooted
their cities;
the very memory
of them
has vanished.
Those who know
Your name
will trust
in You,
for
You, O LORD,
have not
abandoned
those who seek You.
that
I may declare
all
Your praises—
that within the gates
of Daughter
Zion
I may rejoice
in Your salvation.
The nations
have fallen
into a pit
of their making;
their feet
are snared
in the net
they have hidden.
The LORD
is known
by the justice
He brings;
the wicked
are ensnared
by the work
of their hands.
Higgaion
Selah