Salme 21
1 Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.
For the leader. A psalm of David. The king rejoices, Lord, in your might, how he exults because of your help!
2 HERRE, Kongen er glad ved din Vælde, hvor frydes han højlig over din Frelse!
You have granted to him his heart’s desire, you have not withheld his lips’ request. (Selah)
3 Hvad hans Hjerte ønskede, gav du ham, du afslog ikke hans Læbers Bøn. (Sela)
You came to meet him with rich blessings, you set on his head a golden crown.
4 Du kom ham i Møde med rig Velsignelse, satte en Krone af Guld paa hans Hoved.
He asked you for life, you gave it – many long days, forever and ever.
5 Han bad dig om Liv, og du gav ham det, en Række af Dage uden Ende.
Great is his glory because of your help, honor and majesty you lay upon him.
6 Stor er hans Glans ved din Frelse, Højhed og Hæder lægger du paa ham.
For you make him most blessed forever, you make him glad with the joy of your presence.
7 Ja, evig Velsignelse gav du ham, med Fryd for dit Aasyn glæded du ham.
For the king puts always his trust in the Lord; the Most High, in his love, will preserve him unshaken.
8 Thi Kongen stoler paa HERREN, ved den Højestes Naade rokkes han ikke.
Your hand will reach all your foes, your right hand, all who hate you.
9 Til alle dine Fjender naar din Haand, din højre naar dine Avindsmænd.
You will make them like a furnace of fire, when you appear, Lord. The Lord will swallow them up in his wrath. The fire will devour them.
10 Du gør dem til et luende Baal, naar du viser dig; HERREN sluger dem i sin Vrede, Ild fortærer dem.
You will sweep their offspring from the earth, their children from humanity.
11 Du rydder bort deres Frugt af Jorden, deres Sæd blandt Menneskens Børn.
When they scheme against you and hatch evil plots – they will fail.
12 Thi de søger at volde dig ondt, spinder Rænker, men evner intet;
For you aim your bow at their faces, make them turn in flight.
13 thi du slaar dem paa Flugt, med din Bue sigter du mod deres Ansigt. HERRE, staa op i din Vælde, med Sang og med Spil vil vi prise dit Storværk!
Be exalted, Lord, in your strength, to your might we shall sing and make music.
