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1 I will praise thee, O LORD, with my whole heart; I will shew forth all thy mar­vel­lous works.
2 I will be glad and re­joice in thee: I will sing praise to thy name, O thou most High.
3 When mine en­e­mies are turned back, they shall fall and per­ish at thy pres­ence.
4 For thou hast main­tained my right and my cause; thou sat­est in the throne judg­ing right.
5 Thou hast re­buked the hea­then, thou hast de­stroyed the wicked, thou hast put out their name for ever and ev­er.
6 O thou en­e­my, de­struc­tions are come to a per­pet­u­al end: and thou hast de­stroyed cities; their memo­ri­al is per­ished with them.
7 But the LORD shall en­dure for ev­er: he hath pre­pared his throne for judg­ment.
8 And he shall judge the world in righ­teous­ness, he shall min­is­ter judg­ment to the peo­ple in up­right­ness.
9 The LORD also will be a refuge for the op­pressed, a refuge in times of trou­ble.
10 And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee: for thou, LORD, hast not for­sak­en them that seek thee.
11 Sing prais­es to the LORD, which dwelleth in Zion: de­clare among the peo­ple his do­ings.
12 When he maketh in­qui­si­tion for blood, he re­mem­bereth them: he for­get­teth not the cry of the hum­ble.
13 Have mer­cy upon me, O LORD; con­sid­er my trou­ble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
14 That I may shew forth all thy praise in the gates of the daugh­ter of Zion: I will re­joice in thy sal­va­tion.
15 The hea­then are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot tak­en.
16 The LORD is known by the judg­ment which he ex­e­cuteth: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Hig­gaion. Se­lah.
17 The wicked shall be turned into hell, and all the na­tions that for­get God.
18 For the needy shall not al­way be for­got­ten: the ex­pec­ta­tion of the poor shall not per­ish for ev­er.
19 Arise, O LORD; let not man pre­vail: let the hea­then be judged in thy sight.
20 Put them in fear, O LORD: that the na­tions may know them­selves ­to be but men. Se­lah.