Psalm 75

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

1        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.

2        I purpose, when I shall receive

                   the congregation,

          That I shall judgment uprightly

                   render to ev'ry one.

3        Dissolved is the land, with all

                   that in the same do dwell;

          But I the pillars thereof do

                   bear up, and stablish well.

4        I to the foolish people said,

                   Do not deal foolishly;

          And unto those that wicked are,

                   Lift not your horn on high.

5        Lift not your horn on high, nor speak

6                 with stubborn neck.  But know,

          That not from east, nor west, nor south,

                   promotion doth flow.

7        But God is judge; he puts down one,

                   and sets another up.

8        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.

9        But I for ever will declare,

                   I Jacob's God will praise.

10      All horns of lewd men I'll cut off;

                   but just men's horns will raise.