< Psalms 75 >

1 To the choirmaster al-tashcheth a psalm of Asaph a song. We give thanks to you - O God we give thanks and [is] near name your people recount wonders your. 2 If I will take an appointed time I uprightness I will judge. 3 [are] melting away [the] earth And all inhabitants its I I put in order pillars its (Selah) 4 I say to the boasters may not you boast and to the wicked [people] may not you lift up a horn. 5 May not you lift up to the height horn your may you speak with a neck arrogance. 6 For not [is] from [the] going out and from [the] setting place and not from [the] wilderness exaltation. 7 For God [is the] judge this one he brings low and this one he lifts up. 8 For a cup [is] in [the] hand of Yahweh and wine it is foaming - full spiced drink and he has poured out some of this surely dregs its they will drain they will drink all [the] wicked [people] of [the] earth. 9 And I I will declare for ever I will sing praises to [the] God of Jacob. 10 And all [the] horns of wicked [people] I will cut off they will be lifted up [the] horns of [the] righteous.

< Psalms 75 >