1. Unto the end, for the hidden things of the Son, a psalm for David.
2. I will give praise to thee, O Lord, with my whole heart: I will relate all thy wonders.
3. I will be glad and rejoice in thee: I will sing to thy name, O thou most high.
4. When my enemy shall be turned back: they shall be weakened and perish before thy face.
5. For thou hast maintained my judgment and my cause: thou hast sat on the throne, who judgest justice.
6. Thou hast rebuked the Gentiles, and the wicked one hath perished: thou hast blotted out their name for ever and ever.
7. The swords of the enemy have failed unto the end: and their cities thou hast destroyed. Their memory hath perished with a noise,
8. but the Lord remaineth for ever. He hath prepared his throne in judgment:
9. and he shall judge the world in equity, he shall judge the people in justice.
10. And the Lord is become a refuge for the poor: a helper in due time in tribulation.
11. And let them trust in thee who know thy name: for thou hast not forsaken them that seek thee, O Lord.
12. Sing ye to the Lord, who dwelleth in Sion: declare his ways among the Gentiles:
13. For requiring their blood he hath remembered the: he hath not forgotten the cry of the poor.
14. Have mercy on me, O Lord: see my humiliation which I suffer from my enemies.
15. Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death, that I may declare all thy praises in the gates of the daughter of Sion.
16. I will rejoice in thy salvation: the Gentiles have stuck fast in the destruction which they have prepared. Their foot hath been taken in the very snare which they hid.