75:1 We give thanks to you, O God;
  we give thanks, for your name is near.
We [1] recount your wondrous deeds.

“At the set time that I appoint
  I will judge with equity.
When the earth totters, and all its inhabitants,
  it is I who keep steady its pillars. Selah
I say to the boastful, ‘Do not boast,’
  and to the wicked, ‘Do not lift up your horn;
do not lift up your horn on high,
  or speak with haughty neck.’”

For not from the east or from the west
  and not from the wilderness comes lifting up,
but it is God who executes judgment,
  putting down one and lifting up another.
For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup
  with foaming wine, well mixed,
and he pours out from it,
  and all the wicked of the earth
  shall drain it down to the dregs.

But I will declare it forever;
  I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
All the horns of the wicked I will cut off,
  but the horns of the righteous shall be lifted up.

76:1 In Judah God is known;
  his name is great in Israel.
His abode has been established in Salem,
  his dwelling place in Zion.
There he broke the flashing arrows,
  the shield, the sword, and the weapons of war. Selah

Glorious are you, more majestic
  than the mountains of prey.
The stouthearted were stripped of their spoil;
  they sank into sleep;
all the men of war
  were unable to use their hands.
At your rebuke, O God of Jacob,
  both rider and horse lay stunned.

But you, you are to be feared!
  Who can stand before you
  when once your anger is roused?
From the heavens you uttered judgment;
  the earth feared and was still,
when God arose to establish judgment,
  to save all the humble of the earth. Selah

Surely the wrath of man shall praise you;
  the remnant [2] of wrath you will put on like a belt.
Make your vows to the Lord your God and perform them;
  let all around him bring gifts
  to him who is to be feared,
who cuts off the spirit of princes,
  who is to be feared by the kings of the earth.

77:1 I cry aloud to God,
  aloud to God, and he will hear me.
In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord;
  in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying;
  my soul refuses to be comforted.
When I remember God, I moan;
  when I meditate, my spirit faints. Selah

You hold my eyelids open;
  I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
I consider the days of old,
  the years long ago.
I said, [3] “Let me remember my song in the night;
  let me meditate in my heart.”
  Then my spirit made a diligent search:
“Will the Lord spurn forever,
  and never again be favorable?
Has his steadfast love forever ceased?
  Are his promises at an end for all time?
Has God forgotten to be gracious?
  Has he in anger shut up his compassion?” Selah

Then I said, “I will appeal to this,
  to the years of the right hand of the Most High.” [4]

I will remember the deeds of the Lord;
  yes, I will remember your wonders of old.
I will ponder all your work,
  and meditate on your mighty deeds.
Your way, O God, is holy.
  What god is great like our God?
You are the God who works wonders;
  you have made known your might among the peoples.
You with your arm redeemed your people,
  the children of Jacob and Joseph. Selah

When the waters saw you, O God,
  when the waters saw you, they were afraid;
  indeed, the deep trembled.
The clouds poured out water;
  the skies gave forth thunder;
  your arrows flashed on every side.
The crash of your thunder was in the whirlwind;
  your lightnings lighted up the world;
  the earth trembled and shook.
Your way was through the sea,
  your path through the great waters;
  yet your footprints were unseen. [5]
You led your people like a flock
  by the hand of Moses and Aaron.