Psalm 75 or Coverdale 1We give thee thanks, O God, we give thee thanks, * calling upon thy Name and declaring all thy wonderful deeds. 2"I will appoint a time," says God; * "I will judge with equity. 3Though the earth and all its inhabitants are quaking,* I will make its pillars fast. 4I will say to the boasters, 'Boast no more,' * and to the wicked, 'Do not toss thy horns; 5Do not toss thy horns so high,* nor speak with a proud neck.'" 6For judgment is neither from the east nor from the west,* nor yet from the wilderness or the mountains. 7It is God who judges;* he puts down one and lifts up another. 8For in the LORD'S hand there is a cup, full of spiced and foaming wine, which he pours out,* and all the wicked of the earth shall drink and drain the dregs. 9But I will rejoice for ever;* I will sing praises to the God of Jacob. 10He shall break off all the horns of the wicked; * but the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.