Psalms 75

¹Unto the end, in praises, a psalm for Asaph: a canticle to the Assyrians.

²In Judea God is known: his name is great in Israel.

³And his place is in peace: and his abode in Sion:

⁴There hath he broken the powers of bows, the shield, the sword, and the battie.

⁵Thou enlightenest wonderfully from the everlasting hills.

⁶All the foolish of heart were troubled. They have slept their sleep; and all the men of riches have found nothing in their hands.

⁷At thy rebuke, O God of Jacob, they have all slumbered that mounted on horseback.

⁸Thou art terrible, and who shall resist thee? from that time thy wrath.

⁹Thou hast caused judgment to be heard from heaven: the earth trembled and was still,

¹⁰When God arose in judgment, to save all the meek of the earth.

¹¹For the thought of man shall give praise to thee: and the remainders of the thought shall keep holiday to thee.

¹²Vow ye, and pay to the Lord your God: all you that are round about him bring presents. To him that is terrible,

¹³Even to him who taketh away the spirit of princes: to the terrible with the kings of the earth.