To the chief Musician, Altaschith, A Psalm \or\ Song of Asaph. Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks, \unto thee\ do we give thanks: for \that\ thy name is near thy wondrous works declare. When I shall receive the congregation I will judge uprightly. The earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved: I bear up the pillars of it. Selah. I said unto the fools, Deal not foolishly: and to the wicked, Lift not up the horn: Lift not up your horn on high: speak \not with\ a stiff neck. For promotion \cometh\ neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south. But God \is\ the judge: he putteth down one, and setteth up another. For in the hand of the LORD \there is\ a cup, and the wine is red; it is full of mixture; and he poureth out of the same: but the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall wring \them\ out, \and\ drink \them\. But I will declare for ever; I will sing praises to the God of Jacob. All the horns of the wicked also will I cut off; \but\ the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.