Psalm 7

The LORD Implored to Defend the Psalmist against the Wicked.

A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the LORD concerning Cush, a Benjamite.

1 O LORD my God, in You I have taken refuge;
Save me from all those who pursue me, and deliver me,

2 Or he will tear my soul like a lion,
Dragging me away, while there is none to deliver.

3 O LORD my God, if I have done this,
If there is injustice in my hands,

4 If I have rewarded evil to my friend,
Or have plundered him who without cause was my adversary,

5 Let the enemy pursue my soul and overtake it;
And let him trample my life down to the ground
And lay my glory in the dust. Selah.

6 Arise, O LORD, in Your anger;
Lift up Yourself against the rage of my adversaries,
And arouse Yourself for me; You have appointed judgment.

7 Let the assembly of the peoples encompass You,
And over them return on high.

8 The LORD judges the peoples;
Vindicate me, O LORD, according to my righteousness and my integrity that is in me.

9 O let the evil of the wicked come to an end, but establish the righteous;
For the righteous God tries the hearts and tminds.

10 My shield is with God,
Who saves the upright in heart.

11 God is a righteous judge,
And a God who has indignation every day.

12 If a man does not repent, He will sharpen His sword;
He has bent His bow and made it ready.

13 He has also prepared for Himself deadly weapons;
He makes His arrows fiery shafts.

14 Behold, he travails with wickedness,
And he conceives mischief and brings forth falsehood.

15 He has dug a pit and hollowed it out,
And has fallen into the hole which he made.

16 His mischief will return upon his own head,
And his violence will descend upon this own pate.

17 I will give thanks to the LORD according to His righteousness
And will sing praise to the name of the LORD Most High.

Psalm 8

The LORD'S Glory and Man's Dignity.

For the choir director; on the Gittith. A Psalm of David.

1 O LORD, our Lord,
How majestic is Your name in all the earth,
Who have displayed Your splendor above the heavens!

2 From the mouth of infants and nursing babes You have established strength
Because of Your adversaries,
To make the enemy and the revengeful cease.

3 When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers,
The moon and the stars, which You have ordained;

4 What is man that You take thought of him,
And the son of man that You care for him?

5 Yet You have made him a little lower than God,
And You crown him with glory and majesty!

6 You make him to rule over the works of Your hands;
You have put all things under his feet,

7 All sheep and oxen,
And also the beasts of the field,

8 The birds of the heavens and the fish of the sea,
Whatever passes through the paths of the seas.

9 O LORD, our Lord,
How majestic is Your name in all the earth!

Psalm 9

A Psalm of Thanksgiving for God's Justice.

For the choir director; on Muth-labben. A Psalm of David.

1 I will give thanks to the LORD with all my heart;
I will tell of all Your wonders.

2 I will be glad and exult in You;
I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.

3 When my enemies turn back,
They stumble and perish before You.

4 For You have maintained my just cause;
You have sat on the throne judging righteously.

5 You have rebuked the nations, You have destroyed the wicked;
You have blotted out their name forever and ever.

6 The enemy has come to an end in perpetual ruins,
And You have uprooted the cities;
The very memory of them has perished.

7 But the LORD tabides forever;
He has established His throne for judgment,

8 And He will judge the world in righteousness;
He will execute judgment for the peoples with equity.

9 The LORD also will be a stronghold for the oppressed,
A stronghold in times of trouble;

10 And those who know Your name will put their trust in You,
For You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.

11 Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion;
Declare among the peoples His deeds.

12 For He who trequires blood remembers them;
He does not forget the cry of the afflicted.

13 Be gracious to me, O LORD;
See my affliction from those who hate me,
You who lift me up from the gates of death,

14 That I may tell of all Your praises,
That in the gates of the daughter of Zion
I may rejoice in Your salvation.

15 The nations have sunk down in the pit which they have made;
In the net which they hid, their own foot has been caught.

16 The LORD has made Himself known;
He has executed judgment.
In the work of his own hands the wicked is snared. Higgaion Selah.

17 The wicked will return to Sheol,
Even all the nations who forget God.

18 For the needy will not always be forgotten,
Nor the hope of the afflicted perish forever.

19 Arise, O LORD, do not let man prevail;
Let the nations be judged before You.

20 Put them in fear, O LORD;
Let the nations know that they are but men. Selah.