1 A psalm of Asaph. A song. We give thanks to you, O God; we give thanks, and your name is near. Your wonderful deeds are told.
2 “I will indeed set an appointed time; I will judge fairly.
3 The earth and all its inhabitants are shaking; I steady its columns. Selah
4 I say to the boastful, ‘Do not boast!’ and to the wicked, ‘Do not lift up your horn!
5 Do not lift up high your horn. Do not speak with ⌞arrogant pride⌟.’ ”
6 For it is not from the east or the west and not from the south that lifting up comes,
7 rather God is the judge; one he brings low, and another he lifts up.
8 For there is a cup in the hand of Yahweh with wine that foams, fully mixed, and he pours out from this. Surely all the wicked of the land ⌞will quaff it down to its dregs⌟.
9 But as for me, I will proclaim forever; I will sing praise to the God of Jacob.
10 “And all the horns of the wicked I will cut off. The horns of the righteous will be lifted up.”