Psalms 75

1 “For the leader of the music. To the tune of “Do not destroy.” A psalm of Asaph.” We give thanks to thee, O God! we give thanks to thee, and near is thy name; Men shall declare thy wondrous deeds!

`To the ouercomere; leese thou not the salm of the song of Asaph. God, we schulen knouleche to thee, `we schulen knouleche; and we schulen inwardli clepe thi name.

2 “When I see my time, Then will I judge with equity.

We schulen telle thi merueilis; whanne Y schal take tyme, Y schal deme riytfulnesses.

3 The earth trembleth, and all her inhabitants; But I uphold her pillars.”

The erthe is meltid, and alle that duellen ther ynne; Y confermede the pileris therof.

4 I say to the proud, Behave not proudly! To the wicked, Lift not up your horn!

I seide to wickid men, Nyle ye do wickidli; and to trespassouris, Nyle ye enhaunce the horn.

5 Lift not up your horn on high, And speak not with a stiff neck!

Nyle ye reise an hiy youre horn; nyle ye speke wickidnesse ayens God.

6 For promotion cometh neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south;

For nether fro the eest, nethir fro the west, nethir fro desert hillis; for God is the iuge.

7 But it is God that judgeth; He putteth down one, and setteth up another.

He mekith this man, and enhaunsith hym; for a cuppe of cleene wyn ful of meddling is in the hoond of the Lord.

8 For in the hand of the LORD there is a cup; The wine is foaming and full of spices, And of it he poureth out; Even to the dregs shall all the wicked of the earth drink it.

And he bowide of this in to that; netheles the drast therof is not anyntischid; alle synneris of erthe schulen drinke therof.

9 Therefore I will extol him for ever; I will sing praise to the God of Jacob.

Forsothe Y schal telle in to the world; Y schal synge to God of Jacob.

10 “I will bring down all the power of the wicked; But the righteous shall lift up their heads.”

And Y schal breke alle the hornes of synneris; and the hornes of the iust man schulen be enhaunsid.