Psalms 9-11

Psalm 9

¹For the Chief Musician; set to Muthlabben. A Psalm of David. I will give thanks unto the LORD with my whole heart; I will shew forth all thy marvelous works.

²I will be glad and exult in thee: I will sing praise to thy name, O thou Most High.

³When mine enemies turn back, they stumble and perish at thy presence.

⁴For thou hast maintained my right and my cause; thou satest in the throne judging righteously.

⁵Thou hast rebuked the nations, thou hast destroyed the wicked, thou hast blotted out their name for ever and ever.

⁶The enemy are come to an end, they are desolate for ever; and the cities which thou hast overthrown, their very memorial is perished.

⁷But the LORD sitteth as king for ever: he hath prepared his throne for judgment.

⁸And he shall judge the world in righteousness, he shall minister judgment to the peoples in uprightness.

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

¹⁰And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee; for thou, LORD, hast not forsaken them that seek thee.

¹¹Sing praises to the LORD, which dwelleth in Zion: declare among the people his doings.

¹²For he that maketh inquisition for blood remembereth them: he forgetteth not the cry of the poor.

¹³Have mercy upon me, O LORD; behold my affliction which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;

¹⁴That I may shew forth all thy praise: in the gates of the daughter of Zion, I will rejoice in thy salvation.

¹⁵The nations are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.

¹⁶The LORD hath made himself known, he hath executed judgment: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higaion. Selah

¹⁷The wicked shall return to Sheol, even all the nations that forget God.

¹⁸For the needy shall not alway be forgotten, nor the expectation of the poor perish for ever.

¹⁹Arise, O LORD; let not man prevail: let the nations be judged in thy sight.

²⁰Put them in fear, O LORD: let the nations know themselves to be but men. Selah

Psalm 10

¹Why standest thou afar off, O LORD? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?

²In the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued; let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.

³For the wicked boasteth of his heart’s desire, and the covetous renounceth, yea, contemneth the LORD.

⁴The wicked, in the pride of his countenance, saith, He will not require it. All his thoughts are, There is no God.

⁵His ways are firm at all times; thy judgments are far above out of his sight: as for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them.

⁶He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved: to all generations I shall not be in adversity.

⁷His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and oppression: under his tongue is mischief and iniquity.

⁸He sitteth in the lurking places of the villages: in the covert places doth he murder the innocent: his eyes are privily set against the helpless.

⁹He lurketh in the covert as a lion in his den: he lieth in wait to catch the poor: he doth catch the poor, when he draweth him in his net.

¹⁰He croucheth, he boweth down, and the helpless fall by his strong ones.

¹¹He saith in his heart, God hath forgotten: he hideth his face; he will never see it.

¹²Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the poor.

¹³Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God, and say in his heart, Thou wilt not require it?

¹⁴Thon hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to take it into thy hand: the helpless committeth himself unto thee; thou hast been the helper of the fatherless.

¹⁵Break thou the arm of the wicked; and as for the evil man, seek out his wickedness till thou find none.

¹⁶The LORD is King for ever and ever: the nations are perished out of his land.

¹⁷LORD, thou hast heard the desire of the meek: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:

¹⁸To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that man which is of the earth may be terrible no more.

Psalm 11

¹For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

²For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

³If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

⁴The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD, his throne is in heaven; his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

⁵The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

⁶Upon the wicked he shall rain snares; fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

⁷For the LORD is righteous; he loveth righteousness: the upright shall behold his face.