1 [To the Chief Musician. Al-taschith. A Psalm or Song of Asaph.] To you, O God, we give thanks, to you we give thanks, for your name is near. Your wondrous works we declare.
2 "When I receive the congregation, I will judge uprightly.
3 The earth and all its inhabitants are dissolved. I bear up its pillars." [Selah.]
4 "I said to the fools, 'Do not deal foolishly,' and to the wicked, 'Do not lift up the horn.
5 Do not lift up your horn on high. Do not speak with a stiff neck.'"
6 For promotion comes neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south.
7 But God is the judge. He puts down one and sets up another.
8 For in the hand of the LORD there is a cup, and the wine is red. It is full of mixture, and he pours out of the same. But all the wicked of the earth shall wring out its dregs and drink them.
9 But I will declare it forever. I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
10 All the horns of the wicked I will also cut off, but the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.