Snares, fire and brimstone, furious storms, on sinners he shall rain: This, as the portion of their cup, doth unto them pertain.
For in the hand 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.
He hail for rain, and flaming fire into their land he sent:
God is of mine inheritance and cup the portion; The lot that fallen is to me thou dost maintain alone.
The Lord God also in the heav'ns did thunder in his ire; And there the Highest gave his voice, hailstones and coals of fire.
Unto the man that wicked is his sorrows shall abound; But him that trusteth in the Lord mercy shall compass round.