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God the Judge[a]

75 We give thanks to you, O God, we give thanks to you!
    We proclaim how great you are
    and tell of[b] the wonderful things you have done.

“I have set a time for judgment,” says God,
    “and I will judge with fairness.
Though every living creature tremble
    and the earth itself be shaken,
    I will keep its foundations firm.
I tell the wicked not to be arrogant;
    I tell them to stop their boasting.”

Judgment does not come from the east or from the west,
    from the north or from the south;[c]
it is God who is the judge,
    condemning some and acquitting others.
The Lord holds a cup in his hand,
    filled with the strong wine of his anger.
He pours it out, and all the wicked drink it;
    they drink it down to the last drop.

But I will never stop speaking of the God of Jacob
    or singing praises to him.
10 He will break the power of the wicked,
    but the power of the righteous will be increased.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 75:1 HEBREW TITLE: A psalm by Asaph; a song.
  2. Psalm 75:1 Some ancient translations We proclaim how great you are and tell of; Hebrew Your name is near and they tell of.
  3. Psalm 75:6 Probable text from the north or from the south; Hebrew from the wilderness of the mountains.

Psalm 75

Thanksgiving for God’s Wondrous Deeds

To the leader: Do Not Destroy. A Psalm of Asaph. A Song.

We give thanks to you, O God;
    we give thanks; your name is near.
People tell of your wondrous deeds.(A)

At the set time that I appoint,
    I will judge with equity.
When the earth totters, with all its inhabitants,
    it is I who keep its pillars steady. Selah
I say to the boastful, “Do not boast,”
    and to the wicked, “Do not lift up your horn;(B)
do not lift up your horn on high
    or speak with insolent neck.”(C)

For not from the east or from the west
    and not from the wilderness comes lifting up,(D)
but it is God who executes judgment,
    putting down one and lifting up another.(E)
For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup
    with foaming wine, well mixed;
he will pour a draught from it,
    and all the wicked of the earth
    shall drain it down to the dregs.(F)
But I will rejoice[a] forever;
    I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.(G)

10 All the horns of the wicked I will cut off,
    but the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.(H)

Footnotes

  1. 75.9 Gk: Heb declare

75 (0) For the leader. Set to “Do Not Destroy!” A psalm of Asaf. A song:

(1) We give thanks to you, God, we give thanks;
your name is near, people tell of your wonders.

(2) “At the time of my own choice,
I will dispense justice fairly.
(3) When the earth quakes, with all living on it,
it is I who hold its support-pillars firm.” (Selah)

(4) To the boastful I say, “Do not boast!”
and to the wicked, “Don’t flaunt your strength!
(5) Don’t flaunt your strength so proudly;
don’t speak arrogantly, with your nose in the air!
(6) For you will not be raised to power
by those in the east, the west or the desert;
(7) since God is the judge; and it is he
who puts down one and lifts up another.
(8) In Adonai’s hand there is a cup of wine,
foaming, richly spiced;
when he pours it out, all the wicked of the earth
will drain it, drinking it to the dregs.”
10 (9) But I will always speak out,
singing praises to the God of Ya‘akov.
11 (10) I will break down the strength of the wicked,
but the strength of the righteous will be raised up.

75 We thank you, God, we thank you—
    your Name is our favorite word;
    your mighty works are all we talk about.

2-4 You say, “I’m calling this meeting to order,
    I’m ready to set things right.
When the earth goes topsy-turvy
    And nobody knows which end is up,
I nail it all down,
    I put everything in place again.
I say to the smart alecks, ‘That’s enough,’
    to the bullies, ‘Not so fast.’”

5-6 Don’t raise your fist against High God.
    Don’t raise your voice against Rock of Ages.
He’s the One from east to west;
    from desert to mountains, he’s the One.

7-8 God rules: he brings this one down to his knees,
    pulls that one up on her feet.
God has a cup in his hand,
    a bowl of wine, full to the brim.
He draws from it and pours;
    it’s drained to the dregs.
Earth’s wicked ones drink it all,
    drink it down to the last bitter drop!

9-10 And I’m telling the story of God Eternal,
    singing the praises of Jacob’s God.
The fists of the wicked
    are bloody stumps,
The arms of the righteous
    are lofty green branches.