Psalms 75

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[1]The Psalmist praiseth God: [2]he promiseth to judge uprightly: [4]he rebuketh the proud by a display of God's superintending providence: [9]he promiseth to praise God, and execute justice.

To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, A Psalm or Song of Asaph.

1. Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks, unto thee do we give thanks: for that thy name is near thy wondrous works declare.

2. When I shall receive the congregation I will judge uprightly.

3. The earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved: I bear up the pillars of it. Selah.

4. I said unto the fools, Deal not foolishly: and to the wicked, Lift not up the horn:

5. Lift not up your horn on high: speak not with a stiff neck.

6. For promotion cometh neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south.

7. But God is the judge: he putteth down one, and setteth up another.

8. For in the hand of the LORD there is a cup, and the wine is red; it is full of mixture; and he poureth out of the same: but the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall wring them out, and drink them.

9. But I will declare for ever; I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.

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

Metrical version

Psalm 75

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To thee, O God, do we give thanks,
we do give thanks to thee;
Because thy wondrous works declare
thy great name near to be.

I purpose, when I shall receive
the congregation,
That I shall judgment uprightly
render to everyone.

Dissolved is the land, with all
that in the same do dwell;
But I the pillars thereof do
bear up, and stablish well.

I to the foolish people said,
Do not deal foolishly;
And unto those that wicked are,
Lift not your horn on high.

Lift not your horn on high, nor speak
with stubborn neck. But know,
That not from east, nor west, nor south,
promotion doth flow.

But God is judge; he puts down one,
and sets another up.
For in the hand of GOD most high
of red wine is a cup:

'Tis full of mixture, he pours forth,
and makes the wicked all
Wring out the bitter dregs thereof;
yea, and they drink them shall.

But I for ever will declare,
I Jacob's God will praise.
All horns of lewd men I'll cut off;
but just men's horns will raise.