1 [To the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Death of the Son." A Psalm of David.] I will praise you, O LORD, with my whole heart; I will show forth all your marvelous works. 2 I will be glad and rejoice in you: I will sing praise to your name, O most High.
3 When my enemies are turned back, they shall fall and perish at your presence. 4 For you have maintained my right and my cause; you sat in the throne judging right. 5 You have rebuked the nations, you have destroyed the wicked, you have put out their name forever and ever. 6 O you enemy, destructions are come to an everlasting end: and you have destroyed cities; their memory is perished with them.
7 But the LORD shall endure forever: he has prepared his throne for judgment. 8 And he shall judge the world in righteousness, he shall minister judgment to the people in uprightness. 9 The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble. 10 And they that know your name will put their trust in you: for you, LORD, have not forsaken them that seek you.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion: declare among the people his doings. 12 When he avenges blood, he remembers them: he forgets not the cry of the humble.
13 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer from them that hate me, you that lift me up from the gates of death: 14 That I may show forth all your praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in your salvation.
15 The nations are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken. 16 The LORD is known by the judgment which he executes: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higgaion. Selah.
17 The wicked shall be turned into sheol, and all the nations that forget God. 18 For the needy shall not always be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish forever.