For the leader; al tashheth. A psalm of Asaph, a song.
1 We praise you, God, we praise you:
we would call on your name and declare your wonders.
2 ‘At the time I choose,
I will judge fairly.
3 Though earth melt and all her inhabitants,
it is I who keep steady her pillars.’
4 I say to the boasters, ‘Boast not ‘;
to the wicked, ‘Lift not up your horn:
5 lift not your horn on high,
speak not boldly against the Rock.’
6 For not from east nor west,
not from desert nor mountains;
7 but God himself is the judge,
humbling one and exalting another.
8 In the hand of the Lord is a cup
foaming wine, richly spiced.
Out of this he pours a draught,
and all the wicked of earth
must drain it down to the dregs.
9 But I will rejoice forever,
singing praise to the God of Jacob.
10 I will hew all the horns of the wicked,
but the horns of the just shall be lifted.