Psalms 75
1 `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.
For the music director. A psalm of Asaph. According to “Do Not Destroy.” A song. We thank you, God, we thank you because you are close beside us. People tell about the wonderful things you have done.
2 We schulen telle thi merueilis; whanne Y schal take tyme, Y schal deme riytfulnesses.
God says, “When the time I have decided comes, I will judge fairly.
3 The erthe is meltid, and alle that duellen ther ynne; Y confermede the pileris therof.
When the earth quakes, and all its inhabitants tremble, I am the one who holds it steady. (Selah)
4 I seide to wickid men, Nyle ye do wickidli; and to trespassouris, Nyle ye enhaunce the horn.
To those who boast I say, ‘Don't boast!’ I tell the wicked, ‘Don't be proud!’
5 Nyle ye reise an hiy youre horn; nyle ye speke wickidnesse ayens God.
No, don't be proud and arrogant, insulting heaven.”
6 For nether fro the eest, nethir fro the west, nethir fro desert hillis; for God is the iuge.
For no one, from the east to the west, or from the wilderness, should think so highly of themselves.
7 He mekith this man, and enhaunsith hym; for a cuppe of cleene wyn ful of meddling is in the hoond of the Lord.
God is the one who decides—who he will bring down and who he will lift up.
8 And he bowide of this in to that; netheles the drast therof is not anyntischid; alle synneris of erthe schulen drinke therof.
For the Lord has a cup in his hand, full of bubbling wine mixed with spices. He pours it out, and all the wicked drink it deeply, down to the last drop.
9 Forsothe Y schal telle in to the world; Y schal synge to God of Jacob.
But I will speak about you forever. I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
10 And Y schal breke alle the hornes of synneris; and the hornes of the iust man schulen be enhaunsid.
For God says, “I will break the power of the wicked; but I will give my support to those who do what is good.”
