Upon the wicked (godless) He will rain coals of fire;Fire and brimstone and a dreadful scorching wind will be the portion of their cup [of doom].

The Lord is the portion of my inheritance, my cup [He is all I need];You support my lot.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.You have anointed and refreshed my head with oil;My cup overflows.

Therefore his people return to this place,And waters of abundance [offered by the irreverent] are [blindly] drunk by them.

For a cup [of His wrath] is in the hand of the Lord, and the wine foams;It is well mixed and fully spiced, and He pours out from it;And all the wicked of the earth must drain it and drink down to its dregs.

I will lift up the cup of salvationAnd call on the name of the Lord.