For in the hand of Jehovah there is a cup, and the wine foameth; It is full of mixture, and he poureth out of the same: Surely the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall drain them, and drink them.

Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

Jehovah is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: Thou maintainest my lot.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: Thou hast anointed my head with oil; My cup runneth over.

Therefore his people return hither: And waters of a full cup are drained by them.

I will take the cup of salvation, And call upon the name of Jehovah.