a To the choirmaster: according to Muth-labben.b A Psalm of David.
1 I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart;
I will recount all of your wonderful deeds.
I will sing praise to your name, O Most High.
they stumble and perish beforec your presence.
you have sat on the throne, giving righteous judgment.
you have blotted out their name forever and ever.
their cities you rooted out;
the very memory of them has perished.
he has established his throne for justice,
he judges the peoples with uprightness.
a stronghold in times of trouble.
for you, O Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you.
Tell among the peoples his deeds!
he does not forget the cry of the afflicted.
See my affliction from those who hate me,
O you who lift me up from the gates of death,
that in the gates of the daughter of Zion
I may rejoice in your salvation.
in the net that they hid, their own foot has been caught.
the wicked are snared in the work of their own hands. Higgaion.d Selah
all the nations that forget God.
and the hope of the poor shall not perish forever.
let the nations be judged before you!
Let the nations know that they are but men! Selah