Psalm 75

Psalm 75

To the chief Musician, ^||*Al-taschith, ^†A Psalm or Song ^||of Asaph.

¹Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks, unto thee do we give thanks:

For that thy name is ^anear thy wondrous works declare.

^2b||When I shall receive the congregation

I will judge ^cuprightly.

^3dThe earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved:

I bear up ^ethe pillars of it. Selah.

⁴I said unto the ^ffools, Deal not foolishly:

And to the wicked, ^gLift not up the horn:

⁵Lift not up your horn on high:

Speak not with a ^hstiff ⁱneck.

⁶For promotion cometh neither from the east,

Nor from the west, nor from the ^†south.

⁷But ^kGod is the judge:

^lHe putteth down one, and setteth up another.

⁸For ^min the hand of the Lord there is ⁿa cup, and the wine is red;

It is full of ^omixture; and he poureth out of the same:

But the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall ^pwring them out, and drink them.

⁹But I will declare for ever;

I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.

¹⁰All ^qthe horns of the wicked also will I cut off;

But ^rthe horns of the righteous shall be exalted.