For the choir director; set to Al-tashheth. A Psalm of Asaph, a Song.
We give thanks to You, O God, we give thanks,
For Your name is near;
Men declare Your wondrous works.

For not from the east, nor from the west,
Nor from the desert comes exaltation;

For a cup is in the hand of the Lord, and the wine foams;
It is well mixed, and He pours out of this;
Surely all the wicked of the earth must drain and drink down its dregs.

But God is the Judge;
He puts down one and exalts another.

“The earth and all who dwell in it melt;
It is I who have firmly set its pillars. Selah.

“When I select an appointed time,
It is I who judge with equity.

“I said to the boastful, ‘Do not boast,’
And to the wicked, ‘Do not lift up the horn;

And all the horns of the wicked He will cut off,
But the horns of the righteous will be lifted up.

Do not lift up your horn on high,
Do not speak with insolent pride.’”

But as for me, I will declare it forever;
I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.