Psalm 75
For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Psalm by
Asaph. A song.
1 We give thanks
to you, God.
We give thanks, for your Name is near.
Men tell about your wondrous works.
2 When I choose
the appointed time,
I will judge blamelessly.
3 The earth
and all
its inhabitants quake.
I firmly hold its pillars.
Selah.
4 I said
to the arrogant, “Don’t boast!”
I said to
the wicked, “Don’t lift up
the horn.
5 Don’t lift
up your horn
on high.
Don’t speak with a stiff neck.”
6 For neither
from the east, nor from the west,
nor yet from the south, comes
exaltation.
7 But
God is the judge.
He puts down one,
and lifts up
another.
8 For
in the LORD’s hand
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 But
I will declare
this forever:
I will sing
praises to the
God of Jacob.
10 I
will cut off all
the horns of
the wicked,
but the horns of
the righteous shall
be lifted up.