For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Psalm by Asaph. A song.

• ¹We give thanks to you, God.
• We give thanks, for your Name is near.
• Men tell about your wondrous works.

• ²When I choose the appointed time,
• I will judge blamelessly.

• ³The earth and all its inhabitants quake.
• I firmly hold its pillars.

• Selah.

• ⁴I said to the arrogant, “Don’t boast!”
• I said to the wicked, “Don’t lift up the horn.

• ⁵Don’t lift up your horn on high.
• Don’t speak with a stiff neck.”

• ⁶For neither from the east, nor from the west,
• nor yet from the south, comes exaltation.

• ⁷But God is the judge.
• He puts down one, and lifts up another.

• ⁸For 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.

• ⁹But I will declare this forever:
• I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.

• ¹⁰I will cut off all the horns of the wicked,
• but the horns of the righteous shall be lifted up.