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