Psalms 76
1 To the Chief Musician. With Stringed Instruments. A Melody of Asaph, a Song. God is, known in Judah, In Israel, great is his Name;
“For the leader of the music. Upon stringed instruments. A Psalm of Asaph.” In Judah is God known; Great is his name in Israel.
2 Now hath come into Salem, his pavilion, And his dwelling-place into Zion.
In Jerusalem is his tabernacle, And in Zion his dwelling-place.
3 There, hath he broken in pieces the arrows of the bow, shield and sword, and battle. (Selah)
There brake he the lightning of the bow, The shield, the sword, and all the weapons of battle.
4 Enveloped in light, thou, art more majestic than the mountains of prey.
More glorious and excellent art thou Than those mountains of robbers!
5 The valiant of heart have become a spoil, They have slumbered their sleep, And none of the men of might have found their hands.
Spoiled are the stout-hearted; They sank into their sleep; The hands of the mighty were powerless.
6 At thy rebuke, O God of Jacob, Stunned are the horsemen.
Before thy rebuke, O God of Jacob! Fell chariot and horseman into a deep sleep!
7 As for thee, to be feared thou art! Who then shall stand before thee, because of the power of thine anger?
Thou, thou, O God! art terrible! Who can stand before thee in thine anger?
8 Out of the heavens, didst thou cause judgment to be heard, Earth, feared and was still:
Thou didst cause judgment to be heard from heaven; The earth trembled and was still,
9 When God rose up to judgment, To save all the oppressed of the earth. (Selah)
When God arose to judgment, To save all the oppressed of the earth!
10 For the multitude of mankind shall give thanks unto thee, The remainder of the multitude, shall keep holy festival unto thee.
The wrath of man shall praise thee, When thou girdest on the whole of thy wrath!
11 Vow and pay, unto Yahweh your God, —Let, all who are round about him, bear along a gift unto him who is to be revered.
Make and perform vows to Jehovah, your God! Let all that dwell around him bring gifts to the terrible One,
12 He cutteth off the spirit of nobles, he is of reverend majesty to the kings of the earth.
Who casteth down the pride of princes, Who is terrible to the kings of the earth!
