Psalms 75

1 “To the chief musician, Al-tashcheth, a psalm or song of Asaph.” We give thanks unto thee, O God, we give thanks, and nigh is thy name: men relate thy wondrous deeds.

Pou direktè koral la; pou jwe a melodi “Pa Detwi” Yon Sòm Asaph, yon Chanson Nou bay remèsiman a Ou menm, O Bondye, Nou bay remèsiman, paske Non Ou toupre. Moun yo fè deklarasyon zèv mèvèy Ou yo.

2 “For I will take up a fixed time when I will judge uprightly.

“Lè Mwen menm fikse yon tan ki apwente, Mwen va jije avèk jistis.

3 The earth and all her inhabitants are melting away: I myself establish firmly her pillars.” (Selah)

Latè avèk tout sa ki ladann souke. Se Mwen menm ki kenbe pilye li yo.” Tan

4 I said unto the arrogant, Deal not arrogantly: and to the wicked, Lift not up the horn.

Mwen te di a awogan yo: “Pa vin ògeye!” A mechan an: “Pa leve kòn nan.

5 Lift not up on high your horn, speak not with a stiffly erect neck.

Pa leve kòn ou anwo. Pa pale kou rèd avèk ògèy ensolan.”

6 For neither from the rising [of the sun], nor from [his] setting, nor from the wilderness of mountains [cometh this];

Paske ni sòti nan lès, ni nan lwès, ni bò kote dezè a, kab gen fòs pou leve moun anwo;

7 But God is the judge: he lowereth one, and lifteth up another,

Men Bondye se jij la. Li fè yon moun desann, e li leve yon lòt fè l wo.

8 For there is a cup in the hand of the Lord, and the wine foameth, it is full of mixture: and he poureth out of the same; but its lees they drain, they drink—all the wicked of the earth.

Paske gen yon tas nan men SENYÈ a, e diven an ap kimen. Li byen mele e Bondye vide fè l sòti ladann. Anverite, tout mechan yo oblije bwè l jis rive nan dènye ti gout li.

9 But I will declare for ever, I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.

Men pou mwen, mwen va deklare sa, jis pou tout tan. Mwen va chante lwanj a Bondye Jacob la.

10 And all the horns of the wicked will I hew off; but the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.

Tout kòn a mechan yo, Mwen va koupe fè yo sòti nèt. Men kòn a moun ladwati yo va leve wo.