Psalm 75
1Unto
thee, O God, do we give thanks, unto thee do we give thanks: for that thy name is near thy wondrous works declare.
2When I shall receive the congregation I will judge uprightly.
3The earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved: I bear up the pillars
of it. Selah.
4I said unto the fools, Deal
not foolishly: and to the wicked, Lift not up the horn:
5Lift
not up your horn on high: speak not with a stiff neck.
6For
promotion cometh neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south.
7But God is the judge: he putteth down one, and setteth up another.
8For in the hand of the LORD there is a cup, and the wine is red; it is full of
mixture; and he poureth out of the same: but the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall wring them out, and drink
them.
9But I will declare for ever; I will
sing praises to the God of Jacob.
10All the
horns of the wicked also will I cut off; but the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.