Salme 21

1 Til Sangmesteren; en Psalme af David.

For the end, a Psalm of David. O Lord, the king shall rejoice in your strength; and in your salvation he shall greatly exult.

2 Herre! Kongen glæder sig i din Kraft, og hvor saare fryder han sig ved din Frelse!

You have granted him the desire of his soul, and have not withheld from him the request of his lips. (Pause)

3 Du har givet ham hans Hjertes Begæring og ikke nægtet ham det, hans Læber ønskede. (Sela)

For you have prevented him with blessings of goodness: you has set upon his head a crown of precious stone.

4 Thi du kommer ham i Møde med Velsignelser af godt, du sætter en Krone af Guld paa hans Hoved.

He asked life of you, and you gave him length of days for ever and ever.

5 Han begærede Liv af dig, du gav ham det, et langt Levned, evindelig og altid.

His glory is great in your salvation: you will crown him with glory and majesty.

6 Han har stor Ære ved din Frelse; du lægger Majestæt og Hæder paa ham.

For you will give him a blessing for ever and ever: you will gladden him with joy with your countenance.

7 Thi du sætter ham til Velsignelser altid, du fryder ham med Glæde for dit Ansigt.

For the king trusts in the Lord, and through the mercy of the Highest he shall not be moved.

8 Thi Kongen forlader sig paa Herren, og ved den Højestes Miskundhed skal han ikke rokkes.

Let your hand be found by all your enemies: let your right hand find all that hate you.

9 Din Haand skal finde alle dine Fjender; din højre Haand skal finde dine Avindsmænd.

You shall make them as a fiery oven at the time of your presence: the Lord shall trouble them in his anger, and fire shall devour them.

10 Du skal stille dem som for en gloende Ovn, naar du viser dit Ansigt; Herren skal opsluge dem i sin Vrede, og Ild skal fortære dem.

You shall destroy their fruit from the earth, and their seed from [amongst] the sons of men.

11 Du skal udslette deres Frugt af Jorden og deres Sæd iblandt Menneskens Børn.

For they intended evils against you; they imagined a device which they shall by no means be able to perform.

12 Thi de paaførte dig ondt; de udtænkte Anslag, men de kunde ikke fuldkomme det.

For you shall make them [turn their] back in your latter end, you will prepare their face.

13 Thi du skal gøre, at de fly; du sigter med dine Buestrenge imod deres Ansigt. Herre! ophøj dig i din Kraft; vi ville synge og love din Magt.

Be you exalted, O Lord, in your strength: we will sing and praise your mighty acts.