1167 - Psalms 8 and 9
Psalms 8 and 9
Psalm 8
These are the instructions for the choir director: This is a psalm of David, to be accompanied by a stringed instrument.
O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!
Your glory is higher than the heavens.
You have taught children and infants to tell of Your strength,
silencing Your enemies and all who oppose You.
When I look at the night sky, and see the work of Your fingers—the moon and the stars You set in place—what are mere mortals, that You should think about them, what are human beings, that You should care for them?
Yet, You made them only a little lower than God, and crowned them with glory and honor.
You gave them charge, of everything You made, putting all things under their authority—the flocks and the herds, and all the wild animals, the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea, and all that swims the ocean currents.
O Lord, our Lord, Your majestic name fills the earth!
Psalm 9
These are the instructions for the choir director: this is a psalm of David, to be sung to the tune “Death of the Son.”
I will praise You, Lord, with all my heart; …I will tell of all the marvelous things You have done.
I will be filled with joy, because of You.
I will sing praises to Your name, O Most High.
My enemies retreated; they staggered and died, when You appeared.
For You have judged, in my favor; from your throne, You have judged with fairness.
You have rebuked the nations, and destroyed the wicked; You have erased their names forever.
The enemy is finished, in endless ruins; the cities you uprooted are now forgotten.
But the Lord reigns forever, executing judgment, from His throne.
He will judge the world, with justice, and rule the nations, with fairness.
The Lord is a shelter, for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble.
Those, who know your name, trust in You, for You, O Lord, do not abandon those, who search for You.
Sing praises, to the Lord, who reigns in Jerusalem.
Tell the world, about His unforgettable deeds.
For He, who avenges murder, also cares for the helpless.
He does not ignore the cries of those who suffer.
Lord, have mercy on me.
See how my enemies torment me.
Snatch me back, from the jaws of death.
Save me so I can praise you, publicly, at Jerusalem’s gates, ….so I can rejoice, that You have rescued me.
The nations have fallen, into the pit that they dug for others.
Their own feet have been caught, in the trap they set.
The Lord is known for His justice.
The wicked are trapped, by their own deeds.
Quiet Interlude
The wicked will go down, to the grave.
This is the fate, of all the nations, who ignore God.
But, the needy… will not be ignored, forever; the hopes of the poor …will not always be crushed.
Arise, O Lord!
Do not let mere mortals defy you!
Judge the nations!
Make them tremble, in fear, O Lord.
Let the nations know, that they are merely human.
Interlude
Tyndale House Publishers.
Psalms 8-9
Praise be to God!
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