For the director of music. To the tune of"Do Not Destroy." A psalm of Asaph. A song. We give thanks to you, O God, we give thanks, for your Name is near; men tell of your wonderful deeds.

You say, "I choose the appointed time; it is I who judge uprightly.

When the earth and all its people quake, it is I who hold its pillars firm. Selah

To the arrogant I say, 'Boast no more,' and to the wicked, 'Do not lift up your horns.

Do not lift your horns against heaven; do not speak with outstretched neck.'"

No one from the east or the west or from the desert can exalt a man.

But it is God who judges: He brings one down, he exalts another.

In the hand of the LORD is a cup full of foaming wine mixed with spices; he pours it out, and all the wicked of the earth drink it down to its very dregs.

As for me, I will declare this forever; I will sing praise to the God of Jacob.

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