1 T o the Overseer, `On the Death of Labben.' -- A Psalm of David. I confess, O Jehovah, with all my heart, I recount all Thy wonders,

2 I rejoice and exult in Thee, I praise Thy Name, O Most High.

3 I n mine enemies turning backward, they stumble and perish from Thy face.

4 F or Thou hast done my judgment and my right. Thou hast sat on a throne, A judge of righteousness.

5 T hou hast rebuked nations, Thou hast destroyed the wicked, Their name Thou hast blotted out to the age and for ever.

6 O thou Enemy, Finished have been destructions for ever, As to cities thou hast plucked up, Perished hath their memorial with them.

7 A nd Jehovah to the age abideth, He is preparing for judgment His throne.

8 A nd He judgeth the world in righteousness, He judgeth the peoples in uprightness.

9 A nd Jehovah is a tower for the bruised, A tower for times of adversity.

10 T hey trust in Thee who do know Thy name, For Thou hast not forsaken Those seeking Thee, O Jehovah.

11 S ing ye praise to Jehovah, inhabiting Zion, Declare ye among the peoples His acts,

12 F or He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.

13 F avour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,

14 S o that I recount all Thy praise, In the gates of the daughter of Zion. I rejoice on Thy salvation.

15 S unk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured.

16 J ehovah hath been known, Judgment He hath done, By a work of his hands Hath the wicked been snared. Meditation. Selah.

17 T he wicked do turn back to Sheol, All nations forgetting God.

18 F or not for ever is the needy forgotten, The hope of the humble lost to the age.

19 R ise, O Jehovah, let not man be strong, Let nations be judged before Thy face.

20 A ppoint, O Jehovah, a director to them, Let nations know they men! Selah.