Psalm 9

Words: Thomas Sternhold, as in  The Scottish Psalter of 1635

After that David had given thanks to God, for the sundry victories that he had sent him against his enemies, and also proved by manifold experience, how ready God was at hand in all his trouble, He being now likewise in danger of new enemies, desireth God to help him, according to his wont, and destroy the malicious arrogance of his adversaries.

 1  With heart and mouth unto the Lord, 
       will I sing laud and praise;
    And speak of all thy wondrous works, 
       and them declare always.
 2  I will be glad and much rejoice
       in thee, O God most high,
    And make my songs extol thy Name
       above the starry sky;

 3  For that my foes are driven back
       and turn-ed unto flight:
    They fall down flat, and are destroyed
       by thy great force and might.
 4  Thou hast revengèd all my wrong,
       my grief and all my grudge;
    Thou dost with justice hear my cause, 
       most like a righteous judge.

 5  Thou dost rebuke the heathen folk
       and wicked so confound,
    That afterwards the memory
       of them cannot be found.
 6  My foe, thou hast made good dispatch
       and all our towns destroyed;
    Thou hast their fame with them defaced
       through all the world so wide.

 7  Know thou, that he who is above
       for evermore shall reign,
    And in the seat of equity
       true judgment will maintain.
 8  With justice he will keep and guide
       the world, and every wight;
    And so will yield with equity
       to every man his right.

 9  He is protector of the poor,
       what time they be oppressed;
    He is in all adversity
       their refuge and their rest.
10  And they that know thine holy Name,
       therefore shall trust in thee;
    For thou forsakest not their suit
       in their necessity.

11  Sing psalms therefore unto the Lord, 
       that dwells on Zion hill;
    Publish among all Nations
       his noble acts and will.
12  For he is mindful of the blood
       of them that be oppressed,
    Forgetting not the humble man
       that seeks to him for rest.

13  Have mercy, Lord, on me, poor wretch,
       whose enemies still remain;
    Who from the gates of death art wont
       to raise me up again:
14  In Zion, that I might set forth
       thy praise with heart and voice;
    And that in thy salvation, Lord,
       my soul might still rejoice.

15  The heathen stick fast in the pit,
       which they themselves prepared;
    And in the net that they did set
       their own feet fast are snared.
16  God shows his judgments, which were good, 
       for every man to mark;,
    When as ye see the wicked man
       lie trapped in his own work.

17  The wicked and the sinful men
       go down to hell forever;
    And all the people of the world
       that will not God remember.
18  But sure the Lord will not forget
       the poor man's grief and pain;
    The patient people never look
       for help of him in vain.

19  O Lord, arise, lest men prevail,
       that be of worldly might;
    And let the heathen folk receive
       their judgment in thy sight.
20  Lord, strike such terror, fear, and dread, 
       into their hearts, and then
    That they may know assuredly
       they be but mortal men.

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