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But God [is] judge, This He maketh low -- and this He lifteth up.

For a cup [is] in the hand of Jehovah, And the wine hath foamed, It is full of mixture, and He poureth out of it, Only its dregs wring out, and drink, Do all the wicked of the earth,

And I -- I declare [it] to the age, I sing praise to the God of Jacob.

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It is God who judges:(A)
    He brings one down, he exalts another.(B)
In the hand of the Lord is a cup
    full of foaming wine mixed(C) with spices;
he pours it out, and all the wicked of the earth
    drink it down to its very dregs.(D)

As for me, I will declare(E) this forever;
    I will sing(F) praise to the God of Jacob,(G)

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