Salme 21
1 (Til sangmesteren. En salme af David.) HERRE, Kongen er glad ved din Vælde, hvor frydes han højlig over din Frelse!
For the music director. A psalm of David. The king celebrates your strength, Lord; he is so happy you made him victorious!
2 Hvad hans Hjerte ønskede, gav du ham, du afslog ikke hans Læbers Bøn. (Sela)
You gave him everything he wanted; you didn't hold anything back he asked for.
3 Du kom ham i Møde med rig Velsignelse, satte en Krone af Guld på hans Hoved.
You welcomed him on his return with special blessings; you placed a crown of pure gold on his head.
4 Han bad dig om Liv, og du gav ham det, en Række af Dage uden Ende.
He asked you to give him a good life, and you gave him a long life, forever and ever.
5 Stor er hans Glans ved din Frelse, Højhed og Hæder lægger du på ham.
Your victories brought him great glory; you granted him splendor and majesty.
6 Ja, evig Velsignelse gav du ham, med Fryd for dit Åsyn glæded du ham.
You give him blessings forever. He is full of joy because you are with him.
7 Thi Kongen stoler på HERREN, ved den Højestes Nåde rokkes han ikke.
For the king trusts in the Lord; he stands firm because of the trustworthy love of the Most High.
8 Til alle dine Fjender når din Hånd, din højre når dine Avindsmænd.
You, the king, will find and capture all your enemies; you will seize everyone who hates you.
9 Du gør dem til et luende Bål, når du viser dig; HERREN sluger dem i sin Vrede. Ild fortærer dem.
When you appear on the scene you will burn them up like in a furnace; the Lord in his anger will destroy them, burning them up with fire.
10 Du rydder bort deres Frugt af Jorden, deres Sæd blandt Menneskens Børn.
You will wipe out their children from the earth, their descendants from humankind.
11 Thi de søger at volde dig ondt, spinder Rænker, men evner intet;
Though they plot evil against you, their malicious schemes will not succeed.
12 thi du slår dem på Flugt, med din Bue sigter du mod deres Ansigt.
They will turn and run away when they see your arrows fired at them.
13 HERRE, stå op i din Vælde, med Sang og med Spil vil vi prise dit Storværk!
Rise up, Lord, for you are strong! We will sing and praise your power!
