Psalm
9: Victory
Amos Wilson (June 8, 2014)
I will
give thanks with all my heart.
I will
tell all you've done.
I will
exult and praise your name.
Upon
the death of the son.
Your wondrous deeds
deployed,
Have made me dance with
joy.
The
enemy has turned and fled,
They
stumble, fall, and die,
For
none can stand before your wrath,
Before
your face, Most High.
For
you performed my trial just,
While
you sat on the throne.
You
upheld my case for me,
I
praise your name alone.
Your
rebuked the nations strong,
And
killed the wicked clever.
They
perished when you did blot out
Their
name forever and ever.
The
enemy has come to an end,
Ruined
eternally.
Their
cities you have rooted out,
So
there's no memory.
But
none forget what God will do,
He
will reign forever.
He
will judge and justice give,
No
matter what the weather.
The
Lord's a fortress for the weak,
A
bulwark for the shaken,
The
ones who know your name will seek,
And
they are not forsaken.
In
Zion He has set His throne,
Tell
all men what he has done!
Your wondrous deeds
deployed,
have made me dance with
joy.
My
blood-avenger comes from high,
He
listens to the humbles' cry.
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