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Thanksgiving for Victory

For the director of music. To the tune of “The Death of the Son.” A psalm of David.

I will praise you, Lord, with all my heart.
    I will tell all the miracles you have done.
I will be happy because of you;
    God Most High, I will sing praises to your name.

My enemies turn back;
    they are overwhelmed and die because of you.
You have heard my complaint;
    you sat on your throne and judged by what was right.
You spoke strongly against the foreign nations and destroyed the wicked;
    you wiped out their names forever and ever.
The enemy is gone forever.
    You destroyed their cities;
    no one even remembers them.

But the Lord rules forever.
    He sits on his throne to judge,
and he will judge the world in fairness;
    he will decide what is fair for the nations.
The Lord defends those who suffer;
    he defends them in times of trouble.
10 Those who know the Lord trust him,
    because he will not leave those who come to him.

11 Sing praises to the Lord who is king on Mount Zion.
    Tell the nations what he has done.
12 He remembers who the murderers are;
    he will not forget the cries of those who suffer.
13 Lord, have mercy on me.
    See how my enemies hurt me.
    Do not let me go through the gates of death.
14 Then, at the gates of Jerusalem, I will praise you;
    I will rejoice because you saved me.

15 The nations have fallen into the pit they dug.
    Their feet are caught in the nets they laid.
16 The Lord has made himself known by his fair decisions;
    the wicked get trapped by what they do. Higgaion. Selah

17 Wicked people will go to the grave,
    and so will all those who forget God.
18 But those who have troubles will not be forgotten.
    The hopes of the poor will never die.

19 Lord, rise up and judge the nations.
    Don’t let people think they are strong.
20 Teach them to fear you, Lord.
    The nations must learn that they are only human. Selah