Ps 9
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I will give thanks unto the LORD with my whole heart; I will tell of all Thy marvellous
works.
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I will be glad and exult in Thee; I will sing praise to Thy name, O Most High:
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When mine enemies are turned back, they stumble and perish at Thy presence;
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For Thou hast maintained my right and my cause; Thou sattest upon the throne as the
righteous Judge.
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Thou hast rebuked the nations, Thou hast destroyed the wicked, Thou hast blotted out
their name for ever and ever.
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O thou enemy, the waste places are come to an end for ever; and the cities which thou
didst uproot, their very memorial is perished.
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But the LORD is enthroned for ever; He hath established His throne for judgment.
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And He will judge the world in righteousness, He will minister judgment to the peoples
with equity.
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The LORD also will be a high tower for the oppressed, a high tower in times of trouble;
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And they that know Thy name will put their trust in Thee; for thou, LORD, hast not
forsaken them that seek Thee.
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Sing praises to the LORD, who dwelleth in Zion; declare among the peoples His doings.
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For He that avengeth blood hath remembered them; He hath not forgotten the cry of
the humble.
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Be gracious unto me, O LORD, behold mine affliction at the hands of them that hate
me; Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;
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That I may tell of all Thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion, that I may
rejoice in Thy salvation.
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The nations are sunk down in the pit that they made; in the net which they hid is
their own foot taken.
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The LORD hath made Himself known, He hath executed judgment, the wicked is snared
in the work of his own hands. Higgaion. Selah
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The wicked shall return to the nether-world, even all the nations that forget God.
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For the needy shall not alway be forgotten, nor the expectation of the poor perish
for ever.
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Arise, O LORD, let not man prevail; let the nations be judged in Thy sight.
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Set terror over them, O LORD; let the nations know they are but men. Selah