1Dem Chorleiter. Nach der Weise „Stirb für den Sohn“. Ein Psalmlied[1] von David.2Ich will dich preisen, Jahwe, von ganzem Herzen, / will erzählen von allen Wundern, die du tust!3Ich will jubeln und mich freuen an dir, / will besingen deinen Namen, du Höchster!4Denn meine Feinde zogen sich zurück. / Sie stürzten und kamen um.5Du hast mein Recht und meine Sache geführt. / Als gerechter Richter sitzt du auf dem Thron.6Du weist Nationen zurecht, / Gottlose lässt du verschwinden, / radierst ihre Namen für ewig aus.7Der Feind ist erledigt, / zertrümmert für immer. / Ihre Städte hast du zerstört, / ihr Andenken gelöscht.8Doch Jahwe regiert in Ewigkeit! / Er hat seinen Thron zum Gericht aufgestellt.9Er spricht ein gerechtes Urteil über die Welt, / richtet die Völker mit Aufrichtigkeit.10So wird Jahwe eine sichere Burg für Unterdrückte sein, / eine Fluchtburg in Zeiten der Not.11Darum vertrauen dir die, die deinen Namen kennen, / denn du lässt die nicht im Stich, die dich suchen, Jahwe.12Singt[2] Jahwe, der Zion bewohnt, / verkündet unter den Völkern sein Tun!13Denn er, der jede Bluttat rächt, hat an sie gedacht, / er vergaß das Schreien der Elenden nicht.14Sei mir gnädig, Jahwe! / Sieh das Elend an, in das meine Hasser mich brachten! / Hol mich weg von den Toren des Todes,15damit ich das Lob, das dir gebührt, in Zions Toren erzählen / und über deine Hilfe jubeln kann.16Völker versanken in der Grube, die sie für andere gruben. / Im Netz, das sie heimlich legten, verfing sich ihr eigener Fuß.17Jahwe hat sich zu erkennen gegeben. / Er hat Gericht gehalten: / Der Gottlose verstrickte sich in das, was er tat. (Musik) ♪18Hinab zu den Toten gehören sie alle, / die Völker, denen Gott unwichtig ist!19Denn der Arme bleibt nicht für immer vergessen, / seine Hoffnung ist nicht für immer dahin.20Greif ein, Jahwe! / Der Mensch soll nicht die Oberhand haben! / Zieh die Völker vor Gericht / und sprich das Urteil über sie!21Bring Furcht über sie, Jahwe! / Die Völker sollen erkennen, / dass sie nur Menschen sind. ♪
For the director of music. A psalm of David to the tune of ‘The Death of the Son.’
1LORD, I will give thanks to you with all my heart. I will tell about all the wonderful things you have done.2I will be glad and full of joy because of you. Most High God, I will sing the praises of your name.3My enemies turn back. They fall down and die right in front of you.4You have proved that I haven’t done anything wrong. You have sat on your throne and judged fairly.5You have punished the nations. You have destroyed evil people. You have erased their names from your book for ever and ever.6My enemies have been destroyed for ever. You have levelled their cities to the ground. Even the memory of them is gone.7The LORD rules for ever. He has set up his throne so that he can judge people.8He rules the world in keeping with what is right. He judges all its people fairly.9The LORD is a place of safety for those who have been treated badly. He keeps them safe in times of trouble.10LORD, those who know you will trust in you. You have never deserted those who look to you.11Sing the praises of the LORD. He rules from his throne in Zion. Tell among the nations what he has done.12The God who pays back murderers remembers. He doesn’t forget the cries of those who are hurting.13LORD, see how badly my enemies treat me! Help me! Don’t let me go down to the gates of death!14Then I can give praise to you at the gates of the city of Zion. There I will be full of joy because you have saved me.15The nations have fallen into the pit they have dug. Their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.16The LORD is known to be fair by the things he does. Evil people are trapped by what they have done.17Sinful people go down to the place of the dead. So do all the nations that forget God.18But God will never forget needy people. The hope of those who are hurting will never die.19LORD, rise up. Don’t let people win the battle. Let the nations come to you and be judged.20LORD, strike them with terror. Let the nations know they are only human beings.
1[1] To the choirmaster: according to Muth-labben.[2] A Psalm of David. I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart; I will recount all of your wonderful deeds. (Ps 26,7; Ps 40,5; Ps 96,3; Ps 105,5)2I will be glad and exult in you; I will sing praise to your name, O Most High. (Ps 5,11; Ps 7,17; Ps 83,18)3When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish before[3] your presence.4For you have maintained my just cause; you have sat on the throne, giving righteous judgment. (Ps 29,10; Ps 140,12)5You have rebuked the nations; you have made the wicked perish; you have blotted out their name forever and ever. (5Mo 9,14; 5Mo 29,20; Ps 68,30; Spr 10,7)6The enemy came to an end in everlasting ruins; their cities you rooted out; the very memory of them has perished.7But the Lord sits enthroned forever; he has established his throne for justice,8and he judges the world with righteousness; he judges the peoples with uprightness. (Ps 58,11; Ps 96,10; Ps 96,13; Ps 98,9)9The Lord is a stronghold for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble. (2Sam 22,3; Ps 10,1; Ps 10,18; Ps 74,21; Spr 18,10)10And those who know your name put their trust in you, for you, O Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you. (Ps 91,14)11Sing praises to the Lord, who sits enthroned in Zion! Tell among the peoples his deeds! (Ps 76,2; Ps 77,12; Ps 107,22)12For he who avenges blood is mindful of them; he does not forget the cry of the afflicted. (1Mo 9,5; 1Kön 21,17; Ps 9,18; Ps 10,12; Ps 10,13; Ps 12,5)13Be gracious to me, O Lord! See my affliction from those who hate me, O you who lift me up from the gates of death, (Hi 38,17; Ps 4,1)14that I may recount all your praises, that in the gates of the daughter of Zion I may rejoice in your salvation. (1Sam 2,1; 2Kön 19,21; Ps 13,5; Ps 20,5; Ps 21,1; Ps 35,9; Jes 37,22)15The nations have sunk in the pit that they made; in the net that they hid, their own foot has been caught. (Hi 18,8; Ps 7,15)16The Lord has made himself known; he has executed judgment; the wicked are snared in the work of their own hands. [4] (2Mo 7,5; 2Mo 14,4)17The wicked shall return to Sheol, all the nations that forget God. (1Mo 3,19; Hi 8,13; Ps 50,22; Jes 51,13)18For the needy shall not always be forgotten, and the hope of the poor shall not perish forever. (Spr 23,18; Spr 24,14)19Arise, O Lord! Let not man prevail; let the nations be judged before you! (Ps 3,7; Ps 10,18)20Put them in fear, O Lord! Let the nations know that they are but men! (Ps 9,19)