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A Psalm of Thanksgiving for God's Justice.

¹ I will give thanks and praise the LORD, with ^(C1)all my heart;
I will ^(C2)tell aloud all Your wonders and marvelous deeds.

² I will rejoice and ^(C1)exult in you;
I will ^(C2)sing praise to Your name, O ^(C3)Most High.

³ When my enemies turn back,
They stumble and ^(C1)perish before You.

⁴ For You have ^(C1)maintained my right and my cause;
You have sat on the throne ^(C2)judging righteously.

⁵ You have ^(C1)rebuked the nations, You have destroyed the wicked and unrepentant;
You have ^(C2)wiped out their name forever and ever.

⁶ The enemy has been cut off and has vanished in everlasting ruins,
You have uprooted their cities;
The very ^(C1)memory of them has perished.

⁷ But the ^(C1)LORD will remain and sit enthroned forever;
He has prepared and established His ^(C2)throne for judgment. ^(VR1)

⁸ And He will ^(C1)judge the world in righteousness;
He will execute judgment for the nations with fairness (equity). ^(VR1)

⁹ The LORD also will be a ^(C1)refuge and a stronghold for the oppressed,
A refuge in times of trouble;

¹⁰ And those who ^(C1)know Your name who have experienced Your precious mercy will put their confident trust in You,
For You, O LORD, have not ^(C2)abandoned those who seek You. ^(VR1)

¹¹ Sing praises to the LORD, who ^(C1)dwells in Zion;
^(C2)Declare among the peoples His great and wondrous deeds.

¹² For ^(C1)He who avenges blood unjustly shed remembers them (His people);
He does not forget ^(C2)the cry of the afflicted and abused.

¹³ Have mercy on me and be gracious to me, O LORD;
See how I am afflicted by those ^(C1)who hate me,
You who ^(C2)lift me up from the gates of death,

¹⁴ That I may tell aloud ^(C1)all Your praises,
That in the gates of the daughter of Zion (Jerusalem)
I may ^(C2)rejoice in Your salvation and Your help.

¹⁵ The nations have sunk down ^(C1)in the pit which they have made;
In the ^(C2)net which they hid, their own foot has been caught.

¹⁶ The LORD has ^(C1)made Himself known;
He ^(C2)executes judgment;
The wicked are trapped by the work of their own hands. Higgaion (meditation) Selah.

¹⁷ The wicked will ^(C1)turn to Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead),
Even all the nations who ^(C2)forget God.

¹⁸ For the ^(C1)poor will not always be forgotten,
Nor the ^(C2)hope of the burdened perish forever.

^19 (C1)Arise, O LORD, do not let man prevail;
Let the nations be ^(C2)judged before You.

²⁰ Put them ^(C1)in reverent ^(F1)fear of You, O LORD,
So that the nations may know they are ^(C2)but frail and mortal men. Selah.