1To the chanter destroy not, a Psalm and song of Asaph. Unto thee, O God, will we give thanks, yea unto thee will we give thanks, and seeing thy name is so nigh, we will tell of thy wonderous works.
2When I may get a convenient time, I shall judge according unto right.
3The earth is weak and all that is therein, but I bear up her pillars. Selah.
4I said unto the mad people, deal not so madly and to the ungodly set not up your horns.
5Set not up your horns on high,(an hye) and speak not with a stiff neck.
6For promotion cometh neither from the East, nor from the West, nor yet from the wilderness.
7And why? God is the judge: he putteth down one, and setteth up another.
8For in the hand of the LORD there is a cup full of strong wine, and he poureth out of the same. As for the dregs thereof, all the ungodly of the earth shall drink them, and suck them out.
9But I will talk of the God of Jacob, and praise him forever.
10All the horns of the ungodly will I break, and the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.