Salmos 75

1 «To the chief Musician, Altaschith, A Psalm [or] Song of Asaph.» Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks, [unto thee] do we give thanks: for [that] thy name is near thy wondrous works declare.

2 When I shall receive the congregation I will judge uprightly.

3 The earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved: I bear up the pillars of it. Selah.

4 I saide vnto the foolish, Be not so foolish, and to the wicked, Lift not vp the horne.

5 Lift not up your horn on high: speak [not with] a stiff neck.

6 For to come to preferment is neither from the East, nor from the West, nor from the South,

7 But God is the iudge: he maketh lowe and he maketh hie.

8 For 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].

9 But I will declare for euer, and sing prayses vnto the God of Iaakob.

10 All the horns of the wicked also will I cut off; [but] the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.