First Line: To thee, O God, we render thanks,

To thee, O God, we render thanks,
We render thanks to thee;
Because thy wondrous works declare
Thy great name near to be.

I purpose when I shall receive
The congregation, Lord,
That I will judgment uprightly
To every one award.

The land has been dissolved throughout,
With all that in it dwell,
But yet its pillars I bear up,
And them establish well.

I to the foolish people said,
Do not deal foolishly;
And unto those that wicked are,
Lift not your horn on high.

Lift not your horn on high, nor speak
With stubborn neck; but know,
Promotion not from east, nor west,
Nor from the south doth flow.

But God is judge, he puts down one,
And sets another up.
For in the hands of God Most High
Of red wine is a cup;

'Tis full of mixture; he pours forth,
And makes the wicked all
Wring out the bitter dregs thereof;
Yea, and they drink them shall.

But I forever will exult,
I Jacob's God will praise.
All power of sinners will cut off;
But just men's power will raise.