751To the Chief Musician, altaschith. A Psalm or Song of Asaph. Unto you, O God, do we give thanks, unto you do we give thanks: for that your name is near, your wondrous works declare. 2When I shall receive the congregation I will judge uprightly. 3The earth and all inhabitants are dissolved: I hold up the pillars of it. Selah. 4I said unto the fools, Deal not foolishly: and to the wicked, Lift not up the horn: 5Lift not up your horn on high: speak not with a stiff neck. 6For promotion comes neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south. 7But God is the judge: he puts down one, and sets up another. 8For in the hand of the LORD there is a cup, and the wine is red; it is fully mixed; and he pours out of the same: but the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall drain them down, and drink them. 9But I will declare this forever; I will sing praises to the God of Jacob. 10All the strength of the wicked also will I cut off; but the strength of the righteous shall be exalted.
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