To the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Death of the Son.” A Psalm of David.
1 I will praise You, O LORD, with my whole heart; I will tell of all Your marvelous works.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.
3 When my enemies turn back, they shall fall and perish at Your presence.
4 For You have maintained my right and my cause; You sat on the throne judging in righteousness.
5 You have rebuked the nations, You have destroyed the wicked; You have blotted out their name forever and ever.
6 O enemy, destructions are finished forever! And you have destroyed cities; even their memory has perished.
7 But the LORD shall endure forever; He has prepared His throne for judgment.
8 He shall judge the world in righteousness, and He shall administer judgment for the peoples in uprightness.
9 The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble.
10 And those who know Your name will put their trust in You; for You, LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion! Declare His deeds among the people.
12 When He avenges blood, He remembers them; He does not forget the cry of the humble.
13 Have mercy on me, O LORD! Consider my trouble from those who hate me, You who lift me up from the gates of death.
14 That I may tell of all Your praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion. I will rejoice in Your salvation.
15 The nations have sunk down in the pit which they made; in the net which they hid, their own foot is caught.
16 The LORD is known by the judgment He executes; the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Selah
17 The wicked shall be turned into hell, and all the nations that forget God.
18 For the needy shall not always be forgotten; the expectation of the poor shall not perish forever.
19 Arise, O LORD, do not let man prevail; let the nations be judged in Your sight.
20 Put them in fear, O LORD, that the nations may know themselves to be but men. Selah
This is truly an amazing celebratory psalm of victory over enemies. Powerful enemies though they be (destroying not just cities, but even the memory of the aforementioned cities) God is just that much more so. His victory is unavoidable. His justice is perfect. His vengeance is righteous. He is the victorious Champion of the Ages. Yet, the most amazing (to me) part of this psalm is the part that is overlooked and discarded by most everyone that reads it. It was written “to the tune of Death of the Son”. The greatest victories spawned from the ashes of sorrow. There is something truly prophetic in the tune chosen for this song of victory, for we the forgiven followers of God owe our eternity to a decisive victory that began with the Death of the Son.
Remember when your world is falling apart and you seem on the precipice of “losing everything”, somewhere in the middle of all that, if you can put aside all of the feeling sorry for yourself that we all are by nature prone to, and side-step the equally dangerous trap of “I am strong enough to power through this on my own”, you might just find the God planted seed of your greatest deliverance.