To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, A Psalm or Song of Asaph. Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks, unto thee do we give thanks: For that thy name is near thy wondrous works declare.
When I shall receive the congregation
I will judge uprightly.
The earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved:
I bear up the pillars of it. Selah.
I said unto the fools, Deal not foolishly:
And to the wicked, Lift not up the horn:
Lift not up your horn on high:
Speak not with a stiff neck.
For promotion cometh neither from the east,
Nor from the west, nor from the south.
But God is the judge:
He putteth down one, and setteth up another.
For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup, and the wine is red;
It is full of mixture; and he poureth out of the same:
But the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall wring them out, and drink them.
But I will declare for ever;
I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
All the horns of the wicked also will I cut off;
But the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.
