Ψαλμοί 75

1{To the chief Musician. 'Destroy not.' A Psalm of Asaph: a Song.} Unto thee we give thanks, O God, we give thanks; and thy name is near: thy marvellous works declare it. 2When I shall receive the assembly, I will judge with equity. 3The earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved: I have established its pillars. Selah. 4I said unto the boastful, Boast not; and to the wicked, Lift not up the horn: 5Lift not up your horn on high; speak not arrogantly with a [stiff] neck. 6For not from the east nor from the west, nor yet from the south doth exaltation [come]: 7For God is the judge; he putteth down one and exalteth another. 8For in the hand of Jehovah there is a cup, and it foameth with wine, it is full of mixture; and he poureth out of the same; yea, the dregs thereof shall all the wicked of the earth drain off, [and] drink. 9But as for me, I will declare for ever; I will sing psalms to the God of Jacob. 10And all the horns of the wicked will I cut off; [but] the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.