Psalms 75 · תהילים

To the chief Musician, Al-tashĥet, A Psalm of Asaf, A Poem.

To Thee, O God, we give thanks; we give thanks; for Thy name is near; men declare Thy wondrous works.

Surely I shall take the appointed time; I will judge with equity.

When the earth and all its inhabitants are dissolved, I bear up the pillars of it. (Sela.)

I said to the arrogant, Deal not arrogantly! and to the wicked, Lift not the horn.

Lift not your horn on high: speak not with an insolent neck.

For judgment comes neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the desert peaks:

but God is the judge: he puts one down, and sets up another.

For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup, with foaming wine; it is full of mixture; and he pours out of the same: but its dregs, shall all the wicked of the earth drain and drink.

But I will declare for ever; I will sing praises to the God of Ya῾aqov.

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