11 Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Zion!Declare His deeds among the people.
12 When He avenges blood, He remembers them;He does not forget the cry of the humble.
13 Have mercy on me, O Lord!Consider my trouble from those who hate me,You who lift me up from the gates of death,
14 That I may tell of all Your praiseIn the gates of the daughter of Zion.I will rejoice in Your salvation.
15 The nations have sunk down in the pit which they made;In the net which they hid, their own foot is caught.
16 The Lord is known by the judgment He executes;The wicked is snared in the work of his own hands.Meditation.Selah
17 The wicked shall be turned into hell,And all the nations that forget God.