Unto Thee God Will We Give Thanks

To thee, O God, will we give thanks,
we will give thanks to thee,
Since thy Name is so near, declare
thy wondrous works will we.

I will uprightly judge, when get
convenient time I may:
The earth is weak, and all therein,
but I her pillars stay.

I did to the mad people say,
Deal not so furiously;
And unto the ungodly ones,
Lift not your horns on high;

I said unto them, Sit not up
your raised horns on high,
And see that with stiff neck you do
not speak presumptuously:

For neither from the eastern parts,
nor from the west likewise,
Nor from forsaken wilderness,
promotion doth arise:

But God, who rules both heav’n and earth,
the righteous Judge alone,
It’s he that puts down one and sets
another on the throne:

For why? a cup of mighty wine
is in the hand of God,
And all the mixture of the same
himself will pour abroad:

As for the lees and filthy dregs
that do remain of it,
The wicked of the earth shall drink
and suck them ev’ry whit.

But I will talk of God alway,
and his great Name adore,
And will not cease to celebrate
his praise for evermore:

In sunder break the horns of all
ungodly men will I,
And then the horns of righteous men
shall be exalted high.