Psalms 75

1 [For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A Psalm by Asaph. A song.] We give thanks to you, God. We give thanks, for your Name is near. Men tell about your wondrous works.

Til Sangmesteren. Al-tasjhet. En Salme af Asaf. En Sang.

2 When I choose the appointed time, I will judge blamelessly.

Vi takker dig, Gud, vi takker dig; de, der paakalder dit Navn, fortæller dine Undere.

3 The earth and all its inhabitants quake. I firmly hold its pillars. (Selah)

»Selv om jeg udsætter Sagen, dømmer jeg dog med Retfærd;

4 I said to the arrogant, "Do not boast." I said to the wicked, "Do not lift up the horn.

vakler end Jorden og alle, som bor derpaa, har jeg dog grundfæstet dens Støtter.« (Sela)

5 Do not lift up your horn on high. Do not speak with a stiff neck."

Til Daarerne siger jeg: »Vær ej Daarer!« og til de gudløse: »Løft ej Hornet,

6 For neither from the east, nor from the west, nor yet from the south, comes exaltation.

løft ikke eders Horn mod Himlen, tal ikke med knejsende Nakke!«

7 But God is the judge. He puts down one, and lifts up another.

Thi hverken fra Øst eller Vest kommer Hjælp, ej heller fra Ørk eller Bjerge.

8 For in the hand of YHWH there is a cup, full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the earth drink and drink it to its very dregs.

Nej, den, som dømmer, er Gud, han nedbøjer en, ophøjer en anden.

9 But I will declare this forever: I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.

Thi i HERRENS Haand er et Bæger med skummende, krydret Vin, han skænker i for een efter een, selv Bærmen drikker de ud; alle Jordens gudløse drikker.

10 I will cut off all the horns of the wicked, but the horns of the righteous shall be lifted up.

Men jeg skal juble evindelig, lovsynge Jakobs Gud; alle de gudløses Horn stødes af, de retfærdiges Horn skal knejse!