1 To the Chief Musician. To die for the Son. A Psalm of David. I will praise You, O Jehovah, with my whole heart; I will tell of 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 have turned back, they shall fall and perish before You. 4 For You have maintained my right and my cause; You sat in the throne judging right. 5 You have rebuked the heathen, You have destroyed the wicked, You have put out their name forever and ever. 6 The desolations of the enemy have come to an end forever, and You have destroyed the cities; their memorial has perished with them.
7 But Jehovah shall endure forever; He has prepared His throne for judgment. 8 And He shall judge the world in righteousness; He shall judge the peoples in uprightness. 9 Jehovah also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble. 10 And those who know Your name will put their trust in You; for You, Jehovah, have not forsaken those who seek You.
11 Sing praises to Jehovah, who dwells in Zion; declare among the nations His deeds. 12 For He remembers them, the seekers of bloodshed; He forgets not the cry of the humble.
13 Have mercy on me, O Jehovah; see my trouble from those who hate me, You who lift me up from the gates of death, 14 so that I may declare all Your praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion; I will rejoice in Your salvation.
15 The nations have sunk down in the pit that they made; their foot is caught in the net which they hid. 16 Jehovah is known. He has executed judgment; the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. A meditation. Selah.
17 The wicked shall be turned into hell, all the nations that forget God. 18 For the needy shall not always be forgotten; the hope of the poor shall not perish forever.