Psalms 75
1
To the victor, al-tashcheth1; a psalm of◦ Asaph, a song.
We confess Thee, O God; we confess, and Thy name is near;They recount◦ Thy wonders.
2
When◦ I shall take the appointed··time,With uprightness I◦ will judge.
3
The earth and all who dwell in her are dissolved,I▵ fix··precisely her pillars. Selah.
4
I said to those who praise··themselves, Praise· not ·yourselves;And to the wicked, Exalt not the horn,
5
Exalt not your horn on high.Speak not with a stiff2 neck.
6
For it is not from the coming··out of the sun nor◦ from the sunset,Nor from the wilderness of the mountains3.
7
For God is judge;This··one He brings··low, and that··one▵ He exalts.
8
For a cup is in the hand of Jehovah, and He churned the wine, full of what was mingled,And He makes it to flow··down from this;Surely they shall suck··out its lees4,All the wicked of the earth shall drink.
9
But I◦ will tell to eternity,I will sing··psalms to the God of Jacob.
10
And all the horns of the wicked will I hew··off;The horns of the just shall be exalted.
1“Al-tashcheth” means “destroy not.”
2literally, “hard◦”
3The Hebrew for “of the mountains” could also be read as “is there exaltation.”
4sediment from fermentation that settles on the bottom of the wine barrel