Psalm 9. Confitebor tibi.

1. I WILL give thanks unto thee, O Lord, with my whole heart; *
   I will speak of all thy marvellous works.
2. I will be glad and rejoice in thee; *
   yea, my songs will I make of thy Name, O thou Most Highest.
3. While mine enemies are driven back, *
   they shall fall and perish at thy presence.
4. For thou hast maintained my right and my cause; *
   thou art set in the throne that judgest right.
5. Thou hast rebuked the heathen, and destroyed the ungodly; *
   thou hast put out their name for ever and ever.
6. O thou enemy, thy destructions are come to a perpetual end; *
   even as the cities which thou hast destroyed, whose memorial is perished with them.
7. But the Lord shall endure for ever; *
   he hath also prepared his seat for judgment.
8. For he shall judge the world in righteousness, *
   and minister true judgment unto the people.
9. The Lord also will be a defence for the oppressed, *
   even a refuge in due time of trouble.
10. And they that know thy Name will put their trust in thee; *
    for thou, Lord, hast never failed them that seek thee.
11. O praise the Lord which dwelleth in Sion; *
    show the people of his doings.
12. For when he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them, *
    and forgetteth not the complaint of the poor.
13. Have mercy upon me, O Lord; consider the trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, *
    thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;
14. That I may show all thy praises within the gates of the daughter of Sion: *
    I will rejoice in thy salvation.
15. The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made; *
    in the same net which they hid privily is their foot taken.
16. The Lord is known to execute judgment; *
    the ungodly is trapped in the work of his own hands.
17. The wicked shall be turned to destruction, *
    and all the people that forget God.
18. For the poor shall not alway be forgotten; *
    the patient abiding of the meek shall not perish for ever.
19. Up, Lord, and let not man have the upper hand; *
    let the heathen be judged in thy sight.
20. Put them in fear, O Lord, *
    that the heathen may know themselves to be but men.