The Holy Bible: King James Version. 2000.
Thanksgiving for God’s Justice |
To the chief Musician upon Muthlab’ben, A Psalm of David. |
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I will praise thee, O LORD, with my whole heart;
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I will show forth all thy marvelous works. |
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I will be glad and rejoice in thee:
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I will sing praise to thy name, O thou Most High. |
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When mine enemies are turned back,
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they shall fall and perish at thy presence. |
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For thou hast maintained my right and my cause;
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thou satest in the throne judging right. |
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Thou hast rebuked the heathen, thou hast destroyed the wicked,
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thou hast put out their name for ever and ever. |
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O thou enemy, destructions are come to a perpetual end:
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and thou hast destroyed cities; |
their memorial is perished with them. |
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But the LORD shall endure for ever:
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he hath prepared his throne for judgment. |
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And he shall judge the world in righteousness,
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he shall minister judgment to the people in uprightness. |
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The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed,
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a refuge in times of trouble. |
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And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee:
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for thou, LORD, hast not forsaken them that seek thee. |
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Sing praises to the LORD, which dwelleth in Zion:
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declare among the people his doings. |
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When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them:
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he forgetteth not the cry of the humble. |
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Have mercy upon me, O LORD;
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consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, |
thou that liftest me up from the gates of death: |
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that I may show forth all thy praise
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in the gates of the daughter of Zion: |
I will rejoice in thy salvation. |
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The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made:
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in the net which they hid is their own foot taken. |
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The LORD is known by the judgment which he executeth:
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the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higgaion. Selah. |
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The wicked shall be turned into hell,
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and all the nations that forget God. |
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For the needy shall not always be forgotten:
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the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever. |
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Arise, O LORD; let not man prevail:
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let the heathen be judged in thy sight. |
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Put them in fear, O LORD:
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that the nations may know themselves to be but men. Selah. |
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