Psalms 75

1 To the Chief Musician. "Do not Destroy." A Melody of Asaph, a Song. We have given thanks unto thee, O God, we have given thanks, And, in calling upon thy Name, men have recounted thy wonders.

To the Overseer. — 'Destroy not.' — A Psalm of Asaph. — A Song. We have given thanks to Thee, O God, We have given thanks, and near [is] Thy name, They have recounted Thy wonders.

2 Surely I will take a set time, —I, with equity, will judge:

When I receive an appointment, I — I do judge uprightly.

3 Earth was melting away with all its inhabitants, I, have fixed the pillars thereof. (Selah)

Melted is the earth and all its inhabitants, I — I have pondered its pillars. (Selah)

4 I have said to the boasters, Do not boast, And to the lawless, Do not lift up a horn;

I have said to the boastful, 'Be not boastful,' And to the wicked, 'Raise not up a horn.'

5 Do not lift up on high your horn, Nor speak of the Rock, with arrogance;

Raise not up on high your horn, (Ye speak with a stiff neck.)

6 For neither from east nor west, Nor from the wilderness of the mountains [cometh exaltation];

For not from the east, or from the west, Nor from the wilderness — [is] elevation.

7 For, God himself, is about to judge, One, he will cast down, Another, he will lift up;

But God [is] judge, This He maketh low — and this He lifteth up.

8 For, a cup, is in the hand of Yahweh, Whose wine is foaming, It is full of spiced wine, Which he hath caused to flow from one to another, —Surely, the dregs thereof, they shall drain out—they shall drink, Even all the lawless ones of the earth.

For a cup [is] in the hand of Jehovah, And the wine hath foamed, It is full of mixture, and He poureth out of it, Only its dregs wring out, and drink, Do all the wicked of the earth,

9 But, I, will exult unto times age-abiding, I will sing praises unto the God of Jacob;

And I — I declare [it] to the age, I sing praise to the God of Jacob.

10 But, all the horns of the lawless, will I hew off, —Exalted shall be the horns of the Righteous One.

And all horns of the wicked I cut off, Exalted are the horns of the righteous!