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 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For in the hand of Jehovah 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.

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

But I will declare this 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.

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