Psalms, 75

To the director. “Do not bring to ruin.”^*1 A melody. Of Aʹsaph. A song.

¹ We give thanks to you, O God; we give thanks to you, And your name is near. Men have to declare your wondrous works.

² “For I proceeded to take a set time; I myself began judging with uprightness.

³ The earth and all its inhabitants being dissolved, It was I that adjusted its pillars.” Seʹlah.

⁴ I said to the foolish ones: “Do not be foolish,” And to the wicked ones: “Do not exalt the horn.

⁵ Do not exalt YOUR horn on high. Do not speak with an arrogant neck.

⁶ For neither from the east^*1 nor from the west, Nor from the south^*2 is there an exalting.

⁷ For God is the judge. This one he abases, and that one he exalts.

⁸ For there is a cup in the hand of Jehovah, And the wine is foaming, it is full of mixture. And he will surely pour out its dregs from it; All the wicked ones of the earth will drain [them] out, drink [them].”

⁹ But as for me, I shall tell [of it] to time indefinite; I will make melody to the God of Jacob.

¹⁰ And all the horns of the wicked ones I shall cut down. The horns of the righteous one will be exalted.