1 «To the chief Musician upon Muthlabben, A Psalm of David.» I will praise [thee], O LORD, with my whole heart; I will shew forth all thy marvellous works.
2 I will bee glad, and reioyce in thee: I will sing praise to thy Name, O most High,
3 For that mine enemies are turned backe: they shall fall, and perish at thy presence.
4 For thou hast maintained my right and my cause; thou satest in the throne judging right.
5 Thou hast rebuked the heathen: thou hast destroyed the wicked: thou hast put out their name for euer and euer.
6 O thou enemy, destructions are come to a perpetual end: and thou hast destroyed cities; their memorial is perished with them.
7 But the Lorde shall sit for euer: hee hath prepared his throne for iudgement.
8 For he shall iudge the worlde in righteousnes, and shall iudge the people with equitie.
9 The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble.
10 And they that know thy Name, will trust in thee: for thou, Lorde, hast not failed them that seeke thee.
11 Sing praises to the Lord, which dwelleth in Zion: shewe the people his workes.
12 When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: he forgetteth not the cry of the humble.
13 Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lorde: consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate mee, thou that liftest me vp from the gates of death,
14 That I may shew forth all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation.
15 The heathen are sunk down in the pit [that] they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.
16 The LORD is known [by] the judgment [which] he executeth: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higgaion. Selah.
17 The wicked shall turne into hell, and all nations that forget God.
18 For the needy shall not alway be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall [not] perish for ever.
19 Vp Lord: let not man preuaile: let the heathen be iudged in thy sight.
20 Put them in fear, O LORD: [that] the nations may know themselves [to be but] men. Selah.