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Psalm 74-75 Good News Translation (GNT)

A Prayer for National Deliverance[a]

74 Why have you abandoned us like this, O God?
    Will you be angry with your own people forever?
Remember your people, whom you chose for yourself long ago,
    whom you brought out of slavery to be your own tribe.
    Remember Mount Zion, where once you lived.
Walk over these total ruins;
    our enemies have destroyed everything in the Temple.

Your enemies have shouted in triumph in your Temple;
    they have placed their flags there as signs of victory.
They looked like woodsmen
    cutting down trees with their axes.[b]
They smashed all the wooden panels
    with their axes and sledge hammers.
They wrecked your Temple and set it on fire;
    they desecrated the place where you are worshiped.
They wanted to crush us completely;
    they burned down every holy place in the land.

All our sacred symbols are gone;
    there are no prophets left,
    and no one knows how long this will last.
10 How long, O God, will our enemies laugh at you?
    Will they insult your name forever?
11 Why have you refused to help us?
    Why do you keep your hands behind you?[c]

12 But you have been our king from the beginning, O God;
    you have saved us many times.
13 With your mighty strength you divided the sea
    and smashed the heads of the sea monsters;
14 you crushed the heads of the monster Leviathan[d]
    and fed his body to desert animals.[e]
15 You made springs and fountains flow;
    you dried up large rivers.
16 You created the day and the night;
    you set the sun and the moon in their places;
17 you set the limits of the earth;
    you made summer and winter.

18 But remember, O Lord, that your enemies laugh at you,
    that they are godless and despise you.
19 Don't abandon your helpless people to their cruel enemies;
    don't forget your persecuted people!

20 Remember the covenant you made with us.
    There is violence in every dark corner of the land.
21 Don't let the oppressed be put to shame;
    let those poor and needy people praise you.

22 Rouse yourself, God, and defend your cause!
    Remember that godless people laugh at you all day long.
23 Don't forget the angry shouts of your enemies,
    the continuous noise made by your foes.

God the Judge[f]

75 We give thanks to you, O God, we give thanks to you!
    We proclaim how great you are
    and tell of[g] 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;[h]
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 74:1 HEBREW TITLE: A poem by Asaph.
  2. Psalm 74:5 Verse 5 in Hebrew is unclear.
  3. Psalm 74:11 Probable text Why do you keep your hands behind you; Hebrew unclear.
  4. Psalm 74:14 A legendary monster which was a symbol of the forces of chaos and evil.
  5. Psalm 74:14 animals; or people.
  6. Psalm 75:1 HEBREW TITLE: A psalm by Asaph; a song.
  7. Psalm 75:1 Some ancient translations We proclaim how great you are and tell of; Hebrew Your name is near and they tell of.
  8. Psalm 75:6 Probable text from the north or from the south; Hebrew from the wilderness of the mountains.
Good News Translation (GNT)

Copyright © 1992 by American Bible Society

Psalm 74-75 New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)

Psalm 74

Plea for Help in Time of National Humiliation

A Maskil of Asaph.

O God, why do you cast us off forever?
    Why does your anger smoke against the sheep of your pasture?
Remember your congregation, which you acquired long ago,
    which you redeemed to be the tribe of your heritage.
    Remember Mount Zion, where you came to dwell.
Direct your steps to the perpetual ruins;
    the enemy has destroyed everything in the sanctuary.

Your foes have roared within your holy place;
    they set up their emblems there.
At the upper entrance they hacked
    the wooden trellis with axes.[a]
And then, with hatchets and hammers,
    they smashed all its carved work.
They set your sanctuary on fire;
    they desecrated the dwelling place of your name,
    bringing it to the ground.
They said to themselves, “We will utterly subdue them”;
    they burned all the meeting places of God in the land.

We do not see our emblems;
    there is no longer any prophet,
    and there is no one among us who knows how long.
10 How long, O God, is the foe to scoff?
    Is the enemy to revile your name forever?
11 Why do you hold back your hand;
    why do you keep your hand in[b] your bosom?

12 Yet God my King is from of old,
    working salvation in the earth.
13 You divided the sea by your might;
    you broke the heads of the dragons in the waters.
14 You crushed the heads of Leviathan;
    you gave him as food[c] for the creatures of the wilderness.
15 You cut openings for springs and torrents;
    you dried up ever-flowing streams.
16 Yours is the day, yours also the night;
    you established the luminaries[d] and the sun.
17 You have fixed all the bounds of the earth;
    you made summer and winter.

18 Remember this, O Lord, how the enemy scoffs,
    and an impious people reviles your name.
19 Do not deliver the soul of your dove to the wild animals;
    do not forget the life of your poor forever.

20 Have regard for your[e] covenant,
    for the dark places of the land are full of the haunts of violence.
21 Do not let the downtrodden be put to shame;
    let the poor and needy praise your name.
22 Rise up, O God, plead your cause;
    remember how the impious scoff at you all day long.
23 Do not forget the clamor of your foes,
    the uproar of your adversaries that goes up continually.

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.

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;
do not lift up your horn on high,
    or speak with insolent neck.”

For not from the east or from the west
    and not from the wilderness comes lifting up;
but it is God who executes judgment,
    putting down one and lifting up another.
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.
But I will rejoice[f] forever;
    I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.

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

Footnotes:

  1. Psalm 74:5 Cn Compare Gk Syr: Meaning of Heb uncertain
  2. Psalm 74:11 Cn: Heb do you consume your right hand from
  3. Psalm 74:14 Heb food for the people
  4. Psalm 74:16 Or moon; Heb light
  5. Psalm 74:20 Gk Syr: Heb the
  6. Psalm 75:9 Gk: Heb declare
New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)

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Psalm 74-75 Complete Jewish Bible (CJB)

74 (0) A maskil of Asaf:

(1) Why have you rejected us forever, God,
with your anger smoking against the sheep you once pastured?
Remember your community, which you acquired long ago,
the tribe you redeemed to be your very own.
Remember Mount Tziyon, where you came to live.
Hurry your steps to these endless ruins,
to the sanctuary devastated by the enemy.

The roar of your foes filled your meeting-place;
they raised their own banners as a sign of their conquest.
The place seemed like a thicket of trees
when lumbermen hack away with their axes.
With hatchet and hammer they banged away,
smashing all the carved woodwork.
They set your sanctuary on fire,
tore down and profaned the abode of your name.
They said to themselves, “We will oppress them completely.”
They have burned down all God’s meeting-places in the land.

We see no signs, there is no prophet any more;
none of us knows how long it will last.
10 How much longer, God, will the foe jeer at us?
Will the enemy insult your name forever?
11 Why do you hold back your hand?
Draw your right hand from your coat, and finish them off!

12 God has been my king from earliest times,
acting to save throughout all the earth.
13 By your strength you split the sea in two,
in the water you smashed sea monsters’ heads,
14 you crushed the heads of Livyatan
and gave it as food to the creatures of the desert.
15 You cut channels for springs and streams,
you dried up rivers that had never failed.
16 The day is yours, and the night is yours;
it was you who established light and sun.
17 It was you who fixed all the limits of the earth,
you made summer and winter.

18 Remember how the enemy scoffs at Adonai,
how a brutish people insults your name.
19 Don’t hand over the soul of your dove to wild beasts,
don’t forget forever the life of your poor.

20 Look to the covenant, for the land’s dark places
are full of the haunts of violence.
21 Don’t let the oppressed retreat in confusion;
let the poor and needy praise your name.

22 Arise, God, and defend your cause;
remember how brutish men insult you all day.
23 Don’t forget what your foes are saying,
the ever-rising uproar of your adversaries.

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.

Complete Jewish Bible (CJB)

Copyright © 1998 by David H. Stern. All rights reserved.

Psalm 74-75 The Message (MSG)

An Asaph Psalm

74 You walked off and left us, and never looked back.
    God, how could you do that?
We’re your very own sheep;
    how can you stomp off in anger?

2-3 Refresh your memory of us—you bought us a long time ago.
    Your most precious tribe—you paid a good price for us!
    Your very own Mount Zion—you actually lived here once!
Come and visit the site of disaster,
    see how they’ve wrecked the sanctuary.

4-8 While your people were at worship, your enemies barged in,
    brawling and scrawling graffiti.
They set fire to the porch;
    axes swinging, they chopped up the woodwork,
Beat down the doors with sledgehammers,
    then split them into kindling.
They burned your holy place to the ground,
    violated the place of worship.
They said to themselves, “We’ll wipe them all out,”
    and burned down all the places of worship.

9-17 There’s not a sign or symbol of God in sight,
    nor anyone to speak in his name,
    no one who knows what’s going on.
How long, God, will barbarians blaspheme,
    enemies curse and get by with it?
Why don’t you do something? How long are you going
    to sit there with your hands folded in your lap?
God is my King from the very start;
    he works salvation in the womb of the earth.
With one blow you split the sea in two,
    you made mincemeat of the dragon Tannin.
You lopped off the heads of Leviathan,
    then served them up in a stew for the animals.
With your finger you opened up springs and creeks,
    and dried up the wild floodwaters.
You own the day, you own the night;
    you put stars and sun in place.
You laid out the four corners of earth,
    shaped the seasons of summer and winter.

18-21 Mark and remember, God, all the enemy
    taunts, each idiot desecration.
Don’t throw your lambs to the wolves;
    after all we’ve been through, don’t forget us.
Remember your promises;
    the city is in darkness, the countryside violent.
Don’t leave the victims to rot in the street;
    make them a choir that sings your praises.

22-23 On your feet, O God—
    stand up for yourself!
Do you hear what they’re saying about you,
    all the vile obscenities?
Don’t tune out their malicious filth,
    the brawling invective that never lets up.

An Asaph Psalm

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.

The Message (MSG)

Copyright © 1993, 2002, 2018 by Eugene H. Peterson

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