Psalms 75

1 For the choirmaster: To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Psalm of Asaph. A song. We give thanks to You, O God; we give thanks, for Your Name is near. The people declare Your wondrous works.

2 “When I choose a time, I will judge fairly.

3 When the earth and all its dwellers quake, it is I who bear up its pillars. Selah

4 I say to the proud, ‘Do not boast,’ and to the wicked, ‘Do not lift up your horn.

5 Do not lift up your horn against heaven or speak with an outstretched neck.’”

6 For exaltation comes neither from east nor west, nor out of the desert,

7 but it is God who judges; He brings down one and exalts another.

8 For a cup is in the hand of the LORD, full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours from His cup, and all the wicked of the earth drink it down to the dregs.

9 But I will proclaim Him forever; I will sing praise to the God of Jacob.

10 “All the horns of the wicked I will cut off, but the horns of the righteous will be exalted.”

1 ¶ To the chief Musician, Altaschith, A Psalm [or] Song of Asaph. Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks, [unto thee] do we give thanks: for [that] thy name is near thy wondrous works declare.

2 When I shall receive the congregation I will judge uprightly.

3 The earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved: I bear up the pillars of it. Selah.

4 I said unto the fools, Deal not foolishly: and to the wicked, Lift not up the horn:

5 Lift not up your horn on high: speak [not with] a stiff neck.

6 ¶ For promotion [cometh] neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south.

7 But God [is] the judge: he putteth down one, and setteth up another.

8 For in the hand of the LORD [there is] a cup, and the wine is red; it is full of mixture; and he poureth out of the same: but the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall wring [them] out, [and] drink [them].

9 But I will declare for ever; I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.

10 All the horns of the wicked also will I cut off; [but] the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.

1 A psalm and song of Assaph, that he perish not, to sing.

2 We thank thee, O GOD, we give thanks unto thee, and declare thy wonders, that thy name is so near.

3 For in his time I will judge aright.

4 The land trembleth, and all that dwell therein: but I hold her pillars fast. Sela.

5 And I said unto the glorifiers: Do not boast so; and to the wicked, Do not press for violence.

6 do not exalt your power, do not be stiff-necked,

7 Let there be no distress, neither from going up, nor from coming down, nor from the mountains of the wilderness.

8 For God is judge, who bringeth down this man, and exalteth that man.

9 For the LORD hath a cup in his hand full of strong wine, and poureth out of the same: but the wicked drink all, and drink out the lees.

10 But I will proclaim for ever, and sing praise unto the God of Jacob.

11 And I will break all the power of the wicked, that the power of the righteous may be exalted.