Psalms 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.