Psalm 75 Bishops' Bible 1568

From Textus Receptus

Psa 75:1 <To the chiefe musition, destroy not; the psalme of Asaph, a song.> We do confesse it vnto thee O lord, we do confesse it: for thy wonderous workes do declare thy name to be at hande. Psa 75:2 When I shall take tyme fyt for the purpose: I wyll iudge accordyng vnto ryght. Psa 75:3 The earth wasteth and all the inhabitours therof: I haue vpholded the pyllours of it. Selah. Psa 75:4 I sayd vnto fooles deale not so madly: & to the vngodly set not vp your horne. Psa 75:5 Set not vp your horne an high: [and] speake [not] with a stiffe necke. Psa 75:6 Because promotion commeth neither from the east nor from the west: nor yet from the south. Psa 75:7 For God is the iudge: it is he that putteth downe one, and setteth vp another. Psa 75:8 For in the hande of God there is a cup, and the wine is redde: it is full mixt, and he powreth out the same. (75:9) But the vngodly of the earth do wring out: and drynke the dregges therof. Psa 75:9 (75:10) As for me I wyll euer set foorth in wordes [the Lorde]: I wyll sing psalmes to the God of Iacob. Psa 75:10 (75:11) And I wyll breake all the hornes of the vngodly: but the hornes of the ryghteous shalbe exalted.