HYMN: My Heart Shall Praise You, Lord My God

So I went back to Psalm 9 this morning during my free period as a substitute teacher. When I looked at it before, I wasn't really feeling it. My foes seemed very strong, and I was feeling like hope was a distant thing. But I've had a pretty good week with my oldest child visiting from Illinois, and I'm coming off a good visit this weekend with a congregation I hadn't visited in probably 17 years. Psalm 9 didn't seem like such a stretch this morning, so I took my shot. 

If you compare my text to the text of Psalm 9, you'll see that I moved verses 11-12 the very end. I find it's a good summary of the whole Psalm. I chose DEO GRACIAS (LSB 413) as the tune, as I find it matches the triumphant and hopeful tone of the Psalm. You may recognize the tune from the hymn "O Wondrous Type! O Vision Fair."

And yes, as always, feedback is love.

My Heart Shall Praise You, Lord my God 

1. My heart shall praise You, Lord my God. 
Your mighty works I shall proclaim. 
My spirit will rejoice in You 
And sing in praise Your holy name. 

2. For when Your rise and stand with me, 
My enemies will surely fall. 
Enthroned, You judge in righteousness. 
The nations weep, the evil crawl. 

3. No more shall heedless foes destroy, 
Though cities fell through wicked spite. 
No longer will their name remain. 
Their memory will flee the light. 

4. The Lord forever shall endure, 
A refuge when the troubled quake. 
And all will put their trust in You. 
The anxious You will not forsake. 

5. Have mercy, Lord! My foes are near. 
Oh, lift me from the gates of death, 
That I confess my Savior's name 
And praise His grace with ev'ry breath. 

6. The nations crumble to the pit. 
They stumble in the trap they laid. 
The Lord is pure. The evil fall; 
With justice are their deeds repaid. 

7. The needy He will not forget. 
The poor in hope shall persevere. 
Lord, judge the evil in Your sight. 
Arise, O Lord! Let nations fear! 

8. Sing praise to God on Zion's height. 
Declare to all His mighty deeds. 
The Lord avenges faithful blood. 
The humble cry our Savior heeds.


LM (88 88) 
DEO GRACIAS (LSB 413) 
Psalm 9