Psalm 9

9A David psalm. I'm thanking you, GOD, from a full heart, I'm writing the book on your wonders.H5329H4192H1121H4210H1732H3034H3068H3820H5608H63812I'm whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy; I'm singing your song, High God.H8055H5970H2167H8034H59453The day my enemies turned tail and ran, they stumbled on you and fell on their faces.H341H7725H268H3782H6H64404You took over and set everything right; when I needed you, you were there, taking charge.H6213H4941H1779H3427H3678H8199H66645You blow the whistle on godless nations; you throw dirty players out of the game, wipe their names right off the roster.H1605H1471H6H7563H4229H8034H5769H57036Enemies disappear from the sidelines, their reputation trashed, their names erased from the halls of fame.H341H2723H5331H8552H5428H6145H5892H2143H6H19927GOD holds the high center, he sees and sets the world's mess right.H3068H3427H5769H3559H3678H49418He decides what is right for us earthlings, gives people their just deserts.H8199H8398H6664H1777H3816H43399GOD's a safe-house for the battered, a sanctuary during bad times.H3068H4869H1790H4869H6256H686910The moment you arrive, you relax; you're never sorry you knocked.H3045H8034H982H3068H5800H187511Sing your songs to Zion-dwelling GOD, tell his stories to everyone you meet:H2167H3068H3427H6726H5046H5971H594912How he tracks down killers yet keeps his eye on us, registers every whimper and moan.H1875H1818H2142H7911H6818H6035H604113Be kind to me, GOD; I've been kicked around long enough. Once you've pulled me back from the gates of death,H2603H3068H7200H6040H8130H7311H8179H419414I'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.H5608H8416H8179H1323H6726H1523H344415They're trapped, those godless countries, in the very snares they set, Their feet all tangled in the net they spread.H1471H2883H7845H6213H7568H2098H2934H7272H392016They have no excuse; the way God works is well-known. The cunning machinery made by the wicked has maimed their own hands.H3068H3045H4941H6213H7563H5367H6467H3709H1902H554217The wicked bought a one-way ticket to hell.H7563H7725H7585H1471H7913H43018No longer will the poor be nameless— no more humiliation for the humble.H34H5331H7911H8615H6041H6035H6H570319Up, GOD! Aren't you fed up with their empty strutting? Expose these grand pretensions!H6965H3068H582H5810H1471H8199H644020Shake them up, GOD! Show them how silly they look.H7896H4172H4172H3068H1471H3045H582H5542