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[1]To 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]In mine enemies turning backward, they stumble and perish from Thy face.
[4]For Thou hast done my judgment and my right. Thou hast sat on a throne, A judge of righteousness.
[5]Thou 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]And Jehovah to the age abideth, He is preparing for judgment His throne.
[8]And He judgeth the world in righteousness, He judgeth the peoples in uprightness.
[9]And Jehovah is a tower for the bruised, A tower for times of adversity.
[10]They trust in Thee who do know Thy name, For Thou hast not forsaken Those seeking Thee, O Jehovah.
[11]Sing ye praise to Jehovah, inhabiting Zion, Declare ye among the peoples His acts,
[12]For He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.
[13]Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
[14]So that I recount all Thy praise, In the gates of the daughter of Zion. I rejoice on Thy salvation.
[15]Sunk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured.
[16]Jehovah hath been known, Judgment He hath done, By a work of his hands Hath the wicked been snared. Meditation. Selah.
[17]The wicked do turn back to Sheol, All nations forgetting God.
[18]For not for ever is the needy forgotten, The hope of the humble lost to the age.
[19]Rise, O Jehovah, let not man be strong, Let nations be judged before Thy face.
[20]Appoint, O Jehovah, a director to them, Let nations know they [are] men! Selah.
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