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.

Þökk sé þér Drottinn! Máttarverk þín staðfesta umhyggju þína.

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

„Já, “svarar Drottinn, „og þegar stundin er komin mun ég refsa öllum illgjörðamönnum!

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

Þótt jörðin nötri og íbúar hennar skjálfi af ótta, eru undirstöður hennar traustar, enda verk handa minna!“

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

Ég sagði hinum hrokafullu að láta af drambi sínu og illmennunum að hætta sínum ögrandi augnagotum,

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

að láta af þrjósku og hroka.

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

Velgengni og völd getur enginn þakkað sér sjálfum,

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

allt eru það gjafir frá Guði. Hann upphefur einn, en niðurlægir annan.

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.

Drottinn heldur á bikar fullum af freyðandi víni – það er dómurinn gegn illmennum heimsins. Þau skulu drekka hann í botn!

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

En ég mun vegsama Guð um aldur og ævi.

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

Styrkur hinna óguðlegu verður að engu, en réttlátir skulu ríkja með reisn.