Verse 1
We give our thanks to you O God
For wondrous deeds you do
At your set time you judge the earth
You keep its pillars true
No longer boast you tell the proud
Nor flaunt your arrogance
No longer strut with pride you fools
Nor brag with insolence
Verse 2
No help will come from east or west
God lifts brings low again
He pours a cup of foaming wine
Earth's wicked ones must drain
But as for me I will declare
God's judgments and his praise
The wicked ones he will cut off
The righteous he will raise
