He will rain coals of fire upon the wicked, And brimstone and burning wind will be the portion of their cup.

The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and my cup; You support my lot.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You have anointed my head with oil; My cup overflows.

For a cup is in the hand of the Lord, and the wine foams; It is well mixed, and He pours out of this; Certainly all the wicked of the earth must drain and drink its dregs.

I will lift up the cup of salvation, And call upon the name of the Lord.