To the director. “Do not bring to ruin.” A melody. Of A′saph. A song.
1We give thanks to you, O God; we give thanks to you,
And your name is near.
Men have to declare your wondrous works.
2“For I proceeded to take a set time;
I myself began judging with uprightness.
3The earth and all its inhabitants being dissolved,
It was I that adjusted its pillars.” Se′lah.
4I said to the foolish ones: “Do not be foolish,”
And to the wicked ones: “Do not exalt the horn.
5Do not exalt YOUR horn on high.
Do not speak with an arrogant neck.
6For neither from the east nor from the west,
Nor from the south is there an exalting.
7For God is the judge.
This one he abases, and that one he exalts.
8For there is a cup in the hand of Jehovah,
And the wine is foaming, it is full of mixture.
And he will surely pour out its dregs from it;
All the wicked ones of the earth will drain [them] out, drink [them].”
9But as for me, I shall tell [of it] to time indefinite;
I will make melody to the God of Jacob.
10And all the horns of the wicked ones I shall cut down.
The horns of the righteous one will be exalted.