Psalmi 21
1 Zborovođi. Psalam. Davidov. Jahve, zbog tvoje se moći kralj veseli, zbog pomoći tvoje radosno kliče.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. O Yahweh, in thy strength, will the king rejoice, and, in thy salvation, how greatly will he exult!
2 Ti mu ispuni želju srca, ne odbi molitve usana njegovih.
The longing of his heart, hast thou given him, and, the request of his lips, hast thou not withheld. (Selah)
3 Ti ga predusrete blagoslovima sretnim, na glavu mu krunu stavi od suhoga zlata.
For thou wilt come to meet him, with the blessings of goodness, Thou wilt set on his head, a crown of pure gold.
4 Za život te molio, i ti mu dade premnoge dane - za vijeke vjekova.
Life, he asked of thee, Thou hast given it him, length of days, to times age-abiding and beyond.
5 Pomoću tvojom slava je njegova velika, uresio si ga veličanstvom i sjajem.
Great is his glory, in thy salvation, Honour and majesty, wilt thou lay upon him;
6 Ti ga učini blagoslovom za vjekove, veseliš ga radošću lica svojega.
For thou wilt appoint him blessings evermore, wilt cheer him with joy by thy countenance;
7 Doista, kralj se uzda u Jahvu i po dobroti Svevišnjega neće se pokolebati.
For, the king, is trusting in Yahweh, and, in the lovingkindness of the Highest, shall he not be shaken.
8 Tvoja ruka nek' pronađe sve dušmane tvoje, desnica tvoja neka stigne one koji te mrze!
Thy hand, will find out, all thy foes, Thine own right hand, will find out them who hate thee.
9 Nek' budu kao u peći ognjenoj kad se ukaže lice tvoje! Nek' ih Jahve gnjevom uništi, neka ih proguta oganj!
Thou wilt make them like a furnace of fire, at the time of thy presence, —Yahweh, in his anger, will swallow them up, and there shall consume them a fire:
10 Njihovo potomstvo satri sa zemlje i rod im iz sinova ljudskih.
Their fruit—out of the earth, wilt thou destroy, and their seed, from among the sons of men;
11 Ako li stanu zlo kovati protiv tebe, ako spremaju spletke, neće uspjeti.
For they have held out, against thee, a wicked thing, They have devised a scheme they cannot accomplish.
12 Ti ćeš ih natjerati u bijeg, svoj luk ćeš usmjeriti na njih.
For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.
13 Ustani, Jahve, u sili svojoj! Daj nam da pjesmama slavimo snagu tvoju!
Be exalted, O Yahweh, in thy strength! With song and with string will we sound forth thy power.
