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To the Chief Musician. To the tune of 'Death of the Son.' A Psalm of David. I will praise You, O Lord, with my whole heart; I will tell of all Your marvelous works.
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I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.
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When my enemies turn back, They shall fall and perish at Your presence.
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For You have maintained my right and my cause; You sat on the throne judging in righteousness.
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You have rebuked the nations, You have destroyed the wicked; You have blotted out their name forever and ever.
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O enemy, destructions are finished forever! And you have destroyed cities; Even their memory has perished.
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But the Lord shall endure forever; He has prepared His throne for judgment.
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He shall judge the world in righteousness, And He shall administer judgment for the peoples in uprightness.
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The Lord also will be a refuge for the oppressed, A refuge in times of trouble.
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And those who know Your name will put their trust in You; For You, Lord, have not forsaken those who seek You.
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Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Zion! Declare His deeds among the people.
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When He avenges blood, He remembers them; He does not forget the cry of the humble.
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Have mercy on me, O Lord! Consider my trouble from those who hate me, You who lift me up from the gates of death,
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That I may tell of all Your praise In the gates of the daughter of Zion. I will rejoice in Your salvation.
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The nations have sunk down in the pit which they made; In the net which they hid, their own foot is caught.
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The Lord is known by the judgment He executes; The wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Meditation. Selah
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The wicked shall be turned into hell, And all the nations that forget God.