Psalms 75:1–10

^{To the director. “Do not bring to ruin.” A melody. Of A′saph. A song.}

¹We 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.

³The earth and all its inhabitants being dissolved,
It was I that adjusted its pillars.” ​Se′lah.

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

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

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

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

⁸For 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].”

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

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