1 For the music director, to the tune of “The Death of the Son,” a psalm of David.
2 I will praise Adonai with my whole heart. I will tell about all Your wonders.
3 I will be glad and rejoice in You. I will sing praise to Your Name, Elyon!
4 When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish before You.
5 For You upheld my right and my cause. You sat upon the throne, judging righteously.
6 You rebuked the nations, You destroyed the wicked— blotting out their name forever and ever.
7 The enemy is finished, in ruins forever. You overturned their cities— even the memory of them has perished.
8 But Adonai reigns forever. He established His throne for judgment.
9 He judges the world in righteousness and governs the peoples justly.
10 Adonai is a stronghold for the oppressed, a high tower in times of trouble.
11 Those who know Your Name trust You— for You, Adonai, never have forsaken those who seek You.
12 Sing praises to Adonai, who dwells in Zion. Declare His deeds among the peoples.
13 He who avenges blood remembers. He will not forget the cry of the afflicted.
14 Be compassionate to me, Adonai. See my affliction from those hating me. Lift me up from the gates of death.
15 Then I will tell all your praises in the gates of the daughter of Zion, rejoicing in Your salvation.
16 The nations sank into the pit they made. The net they hid caught their own foot.
17 Adonai is known for executing judgment. The wicked one is trapped in the work of his own hands. Selah
18 The wicked will turn to Sheol, as will all the nations that forget God.
19 For the needy will not forever be forgotten, nor the hope of the poor perish forever.
20 Arise, Adonai, do not let man triumph. Let the nations be judged before You.
21 Strike them with terror, Adonai. Let the nations know they are only human. Selah