1: (For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A Psalm by Asaph. A song.) We give thanks to you, God, We give thanks, for your Name is near. Men tell about your wondrous works. 2: When I choose the appointed time, I will judge blamelessly. 3: The earth and all its inhabitants quake. I firmly hold its pillars. Selah. 4: I said to the arrogant, "Don't boast;" To the wicked, "Don't lift up the horn. 5: Don't lift up your horn on high. Don't speak with a stiff neck." 6: For neither from the east, nor from the west, Nor yet from the south, comes exaltation. 7: But God is the judge. He puts down one, and lifts up another. 8: For in the hand of Yahweh there is a cup, Full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the earth drink and drink it to its very dregs. 9: But I will declare this forever: I will sing praises to the God of Jacob. 10: I will cut off all the horns of the wicked, But the horns of the righteous shall be lifted up.
