Psalm 9

Common Metre (8,6,8,6)

Suggested Tunes:

(vv.1-6) 69 Gloucester, 51 Dunfermline

(vv.7-12) 137 Stroudwater, 20 Abbey

(vv.13-20) 123 St Neot, 90 Morven, 127 St Thomas

1    Lord, thee I’ll praise with all my heart,

            thy wonders all proclaim.

2    In thee, Most High, I’ll greatly joy,

            and sing unto thy name.

3    When back my foes were turn’d, they fell,

            and perish’d at thy sight:

4    For thou maintain’dst my right and cause;

            on throne sat’st judging right.

5    The heathen thou rebuked hast,

            the wicked overthrown;

      Thou hast put out their names, that they

            may never more be known.

6    O en’my! now destructions have

            an end perpetual:

      Thou cities raz’d, perish’d with them

            is their memorial.

7    God shall endure for aye; he doth

            for judgment set his throne;

8    In righteousness to judge the world,

            justice to give each one.

9    God also will a refuge be

            for those that are oppress’d;

      A refuge will he be in times

            of trouble to distress’d.

10  And they that know thy name, in thee

            their confidence will place:

      For thou hast not forsaken them

            that truly seek thy face.

11  O sing ye praises to the Lord

            that dwells in Sion hill;

      And all the nations among

            his deeds record ye still.

12  When he enquireth after blood,

            he then rememb’reth them:

      The humble folk he not forgets

            that call upon his name.

13  Lord, pity me; behold the grief

            which I from foes sustain;

      Ev’n thou, who from the gates of death

            dost raise me up again;

14  That I, in Sion’s daughters’ gates,

            may all thy praise advance;

      And that I may rejoice always

            in thy deliverance.

15  The heathen are sunk in the pit

            which they themselves prepar’d;

      And in the net which they have hid

            their own feet fast are snar’d.

16  The Lord is by the judgment known

            which he himself hath wrought:

      The sinners’ hands do make the snares

            wherewith themselves are caught.

17  They who are wicked into hell

            each one shall turned be;

      and all the nations that forget

            to seek the Lord most high.

18  For they that needy are shall not

            forgotten be alway;

      The expectation of the poor

            shall not be lost for aye.

19  Arise, Lord, let not man prevail;

            judge heathen in thy sight:

20  That they may know themselves but men,

            the nations, Lord, affright.