To the chief Musician,
Altaschith,
A Psalm or Song of Asaph.
Unto thee,
O God, do we give thanks, unto thee do we give
thanks: for that thy name is near thy wondrous
works declare.
02 When I shall receive the congregation I will
judge uprightly.
03 The earth and all the inhabitants thereof are
dissolved: I bear up the pillars of it. Selah.
04 I said unto the fools, Deal not foolishly: and
to the wicked, Lift not up the horn:
05 Lift not up your horn on high: speak not with
a stiff neck.
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06 For promotion cometh neither from the east,
nor from the west, nor from the south.
07 But God is the judge: he putteth down one, and
setteth up another.
08 For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup,
and the wine is red; it is full of mixture; and
he poureth out of the same: but the dregs
thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall wring
them out, and drink them.
09 But I will declare for ever; I will sing
praises to the God of Jacob.
10 All the horns of the wicked also will I cut
off; but the horns of the righteous shall be
exalted.
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