| | 1 | We give thanks to you, God, We give thanks, for your Name is near. Men tell about your wondrous works.
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| | 2 | When I choose the appointed time, I will judge blamelessly.
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| | 3 | The earth and all its inhabitants quake. I firmly hold its pillars. Selah.
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| | 4 | I said to the arrogant, "Don't boast;" To the wicked, "Don't lift up the horn.
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| | 5 | Don't lift up your horn on high. Don't speak with a stiff neck."
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| | 6 | For neither from the east, nor from the west, Nor yet from the south, comes exaltation.
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| | 7 | But God is the judge. He puts down one, and lifts up another.
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| | 8 | For in the hand of Yahweh there is a cup, Full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the earth drink and drink it to its very dregs.
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| | 9 | But I will declare this forever: I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
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| | 10 | I will cut off all the horns of the wicked, But the horns of the righteous shall be lifted up. Psalm 76 For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A Psalm by Asaph. A song.
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