Psalm 9

W. van der Kamp, 1967

1. With all my heart I thank Thee, LORD;
   Thy wondrous deeds I will record.
   Thou art my joy, in Thee I’ll glory.
   With Psalms, Most High, I will adore Thee.
   
2. See how my enemies retreat;
   They stumble, perish in defeat.
   For my just cause hast Thou contended,
   And from Thy throne my right defended.
   
3. The nations’ pride hast Thou made void,
   My wicked foes hast Thou destroyed,
   Their name wiped out, their memory banished.
   Their cities, rooted out, have vanished.
   
4. For ever reigns the LORD alone;
   For judgment He set up His throne.
   The world hears rulings, just and righteous,
   By God, whose equity delights us.
   
5. God is a stronghold for the oppressed,
   Their refuge when they are distressed.
   Those seeking Thee are not forsaken,
   Those trusting Thee shall not be shaken.
   
6. Praise Him who does in Zion dwell,
   His deeds among the peoples tell.
   He who avenges blood is near us,
   And when we cry our God shall hear us.
   
7. Have pity, LORD, my suffering see,
   Thou who from death’s gate savest me,
   That I, Thy praise and mercy voicing,
   In Zion’s gate may find rejoicing.
   
8. My foes fell in the pit they made,
   Their feet caught in the snares they laid.
   The LORD has in His justice spoken;
   By their own guile my foes are broken.
   
9. The wicked down to Sheol go
   And dwell amid the gloom below
   With all the godless, proud and greedy.
   But God shall not forget the needy.
   
10. Arise, LORD, let not men prevail;
    Let them in fear and terror wail.
    Judge Thou the nations, God of glory;
    Show them they are but men before Thee.