Psalms 75
1 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.
KE hoomaikai aku nei makou ia oe, e ke Akua, Ke hoomaikai aku nei makou; No ka mea, o ke kokoke ana mai o kou inoa, Ua hoakakaia e kau mau hana kupanaha.
2 When I choose the appointed time, I will judge blamelessly.
Aia loaa ia'u ke anaina, Alaila, e hooponopono au ma ka pololei.
3 The earth and all its inhabitants quake. I firmly hold its pillars. (Selah)
Hehee iho la ka honua me ko ka honua a pau: Na'u no i hookupaa i kona mau kia. (Sila)
4 I said to the arrogant, “Don’t boast!” I said to the wicked, “Don’t lift up the horn.
I aku la au i ka poe naaupo, Mai hana naaupo oukou; A i ka poe aia, Mai hookiekie i ka pepeiaohao.
5 Don’t lift up your horn on high. Don’t speak with a stiff neck.”
Mai hookiekie i ko oukou mau pepeiaohao iluna: Mai olelo me ka a-i oolea;
6 For neither from the east, nor from the west, nor yet from the south, comes exaltation.
No ka mea, aole mai ka hikina, aole hoi mai ke komohana, Aole hoi mai ke kukuluhema, ka hoomaikaiia.
7 But God is the judge. He puts down one, and lifts up another.
No ka mea, o ke Akua ka Lunakanawai: Ua hoohaahaa oia i kekahi, a ua hookiekie hoi i kekahi.
8 For in Yahweh’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.
No ka mea, he kiaha ka iloko o ka lima o Iehova, He ulaula ka waina, a ua piha i ka mea anoninoniia; Ke ninini nei oia i koloko; Aka, o kona okaoka, oia ka ka poe hewa a pau o ka honua e kowi ai, a e inu.
9 But I will declare this forever: I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
Aka, e hai mau loa aku no wau; E hemeni aku au i ke Akua o Iakoba.
10 I will cut off all the horns of the wicked, but the horns of the righteous shall be lifted up.
O na pepeiaohao a pau o ka poe hewa ka'u e oki aku ai: Aka, e hookiekieia'e na pepeiaohao o ka mea pono.
