For the Chief Musician.
To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.”
A Psalm by Asaph.
A song.
We give thanks to you, God.
We give thanks, for your Name is near.
Men tell about your wondrous works.
When I choose the appointed time, I will judge blamelessly.
The earth and all its inhabitants quake.
I firmly hold its pillars.
Selah.
I said to the arrogant, “Don’t boast!”
I said to the wicked, “Don’t lift up the horn.
Don’t lift up your horn on high.
Don’t speak with a stiff neck.”
For neither from the east, nor from the west, nor yet from the south, comes exaltation.