Bay Psalm Book: Psalm 9

Psalme 9

To the chiefe Musician upon Muth-Labben a psalm of David

¹ LORD I’le the prayse, with all my heart; thy wonders all proclaime. ² I will be glad and joy in thee; most high, I’le sing thy name.

³ In turning back my foes, they’le fall and perish at thy sight. ⁴ For thou maintaines my right, & cause: In throne sits juding right.

⁵ Thou t’ heathen checkst, & th’ wicked stroyd; their names raz’d ever aye. ⁶ Thy runines, for, for aye are done; thou madst their townes decaye;

their memory with them is lost. ⁷ Yet ever sits the Lord: his throne to judgement he prepares. ⁸ With right he’l judge the world:

he to the folke shall minister judgement in uprightnesse. ⁹ The Lord is for th’oprest a fort: a fort in times of stresse.

¹⁰ Who knowes thy name, will trust in thee: nor dost thou, Lord forsake, ¹¹ them that thee seek. Psalmes, to the Lord that dwells in Sion, make:

declare among the folk his works. ¹² For blood when he doth seeke, he them remembers: nor forgets the crying of the meeke.

¹³ Iehovah, mercy on me have, from them that doe me hate marke mine afflictions that arise, thou lift’st me from deaths-gate.

¹⁴ That I may tell in the gates of the Daughter of Sion, thy prayses all: and may rejoyce in thy salvation.

¹⁵ The heathen are sunk downe into the pit that they had made: their owne foot taken is ith’ net which privily they layed.

¹⁶ By judgement which he execustes Iehovah is made knowne: the wicked’s snar’d in’s owne hand work. deepe meditation.

¹⁷ The wicked shall be turn’d to hell, all lands that God forget. ¹⁸ Forgot the needy shall ne’re be: poores hope ne’re faild him yet.

¹⁹ Arise, O Lord, lest men prevaile, judge t’ heathen in thy sight. ²⁰ That they may know they be but men, the nations Lord affright. Selah