We give thanks, for your Name is near.
Men tell about your wondrous works.
I will judge blamelessly.
I firmly hold its pillars. Selah.
I said to the wicked, “Do not lift up your horn.
nor yet from wilderness, comes exaltation.
He puts down one and lifts up another.
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.
I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
but the horns of the righteous will be lifted up.