Psalms 9
9
Triumphant Thanks
For the Pure and Shining One
To the tune of “The Secrets of the Son” # 9 As translated by Augustine, an early church father. The Hebrew is “to the death of the son.” Because of David’s sin with Bathsheba, the son born to them had to die, not as a judgment upon the child, but as a sacrifice to cleanse David of his sin. This was God’s way of restoring David. A sinless son bore the guilt. This is a picture of Jesus!
A Psalm of David
Delighting in God
1I will worship you, Yahweh, with extended hands
as my whole heart erupts with praise! # 9:1 The Hebrew word for “praise” is yadah, which can mean “to shoot [an arrow]” or “to worship with extended hands.” It implies an ecstatic burst of praise that is thrown into the heavens like a shout. It is the praise that breaks strongholds. A fresh determination arose in David’s spirit to praise his way into victory.
I will tell everyone everywhere about your wonderful works!
2I will be glad and shout in triumph.
I will sing praise to your exalted name, O Most High.
Deliverance
3For when you appear, I worship
you while my enemies run in retreat.
They stumble and perish before your presence.
4For you have stood up for my cause
and vindicated me when I needed you the most.
From your righteous throne you have given me justice.
Divine Judgment
5With a blast of your rebuke, nations are destroyed.
You obliterated their names forever and ever.
6The Lord thundered and our enemies have been cut off,
vanished in everlasting ruins.
All their cities have been destroyed—
even the memory of them has been erased.
7But Yahweh, our mighty God, reigns forever!
He sits enthroned as King ready to render his verdicts
and judge all with righteousness.
8He will issue his decrees of judgment,
deciding what is right for the entire world,
dispensing justice to all.
9All who are oppressed may come to Yahweh as a high
shelter in the time of trouble, a perfect hiding place.
10For everyone who knows your wonderful name
keeps putting their trust in you.
They can count on you for help no matter what.
O Lord, you will never, no never, neglect those
who come to you.
11Listen, everyone! Sing out your praises to the God
who rules in Zion!
Tell the world about all the miracles he has done!
12He tracks down killers and avenges bloodshed,
but he will never forget the ones forgotten by others,
hearing every one of their cries for justice.
Daughter of Zion
13So now, O Lord, don’t forget me.
Have mercy on me.
Take note of how I’ve been humiliated
at the hands of those who hate me.
You are the one who can snatch me away from the gates of death.
14Then I will sing your praises as I pass through the gates
of the Daughter of Zion, rejoicing in your deliverance!
15For the nations get trapped
in the very snares they set for others.
The hidden trap they set for the weak
has snapped shut upon themselves!
16Yahweh is famous for his justice.
While the wicked are digging a pit for others,
they are actually setting the terms for their own judgment.
They will fall into their own pit.
Consider the truth of this # 9:16 The Hebrew word higgaion means “to consider the truth of the matter.”
and pause in his presence
Destruction of the Wicked
17Don’t forget this: all the wicked will one day
fall into the darkness of death’s domain, # 9:17 This is the word Sheol, the underworld, which is frequently translated “hell.”
including the nations that forget God and reject his ways.
18He will not forget the needs of the poor.
One day the needy will be remembered,
and their hopes will not be forever dashed in disappointment.
19Yahweh, it’s time to arise and judge
the nations who defy you.
Don’t let rebellious men triumph.
20Make them tremble in fear before your presence.
Place a lawgiver over them.
Make them know that they are only puny, frail humans
who must give account to you!
Pause in his presence
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1-2I’m thanking you, God, from a full heart,
I’m writing the book on your wonders.
I’m whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy;
I’m singing your song, High God.
3-4The day my enemies turned tail and ran,
they stumbled on you and fell on their faces.
You took over and set everything right;
when I needed you, you were there, taking charge.
5-6You blow the whistle on godless nations;
you throw dirty players out of the game,
wipe their names right off the roster.
Enemies disappear from the sidelines,
their reputation trashed,
their names erased from the halls of fame.
7-8 God holds the high center,
he sees and sets the world’s mess right.
He decides what is right for us earthlings,
gives people their just deserts.
9-10 God’s a safe-house for the battered,
a sanctuary during bad times.
The moment you arrive, you relax;
you’re never sorry you knocked.
11-12Sing your songs to Zion-dwelling God,
tell his stories to everyone you meet:
How he tracks down killers
yet keeps his eye on us,
registers every whimper and moan.
13-14Be kind to me, God;
I’ve been kicked around long enough.
Once you’ve pulled me back
from the gates of death,
I’ll write the book on Hallelujahs;
on the corner of Main and First
I’ll hold a street meeting;
I’ll be the song leader; we’ll fill the air
with salvation songs.
15-16They’re trapped, those godless countries,
in the very snares they set,
Their feet all tangled
in the net they spread.
They have no excuse;
the way God works is well-known.
The shrewd machinery made by the wicked
has maimed their own hands.
17-20The wicked bought a one-way
ticket to hell.
No longer will the poor be nameless—
no more humiliation for the humble.
Up, God! Aren’t you fed up with their empty strutting?
Expose these grand pretensions!
Shake them up, God!
Show them how silly they look.
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