< Salme 21 >

1 (Til sangmesteren. En salme af David.) HERRE, Kongen er glad ved din Vælde, hvor frydes han højlig over din Frelse!
Yahweh, ([I], your king am glad/the king is glad) because you have caused me/him to be strong. (I rejoice/he rejoices) greatly because you have rescued me/him [from my/his enemies].
2 Hvad hans Hjerte ønskede, gav du ham, du afslog ikke hans Læbers Bøn. (Sela)
You have given me/him the things that I/he [SYN] desired and you have not refused to do what I requested you to do.
3 Du kom ham i Møde med rig Velsignelse, satte en Krone af Guld på hans Hoved.
In answer to my/his prayer, you enabled me/him to succeed and prosper. You placed a gold crown on my/his head.
4 Han bad dig om Liv, og du gav ham det, en Række af Dage uden Ende.
I/He asked you to enable me/him to live [for a long time], and that is what you gave me/him, a very long [HYP] life.
5 Stor er hans Glans ved din Frelse, Højhed og Hæder lægger du på ham.
(I am/He is) greatly honored because you have helped me/him to defeat my/his enemies; you have made me/him famous.
6 Ja, evig Velsignelse gav du ham, med Fryd for dit Åsyn glæded du ham.
You will bless me/him forever, and you have caused me/him to be joyful in your presence.
7 Thi Kongen stoler på HERREN, ved den Højestes Nåde rokkes han ikke.
Yahweh, you are God Almighty, and (I trust/the king trusts) in you. Because you faithfully love me/him, disastrous things will never happen to me/him.
8 Til alle dine Fjender når din Hånd, din højre når dine Avindsmænd.
You will enable me/him to capture [MTY] all my/his enemies and all those who hate me/him.
9 Du gør dem til et luende Bål, når du viser dig; HERREN sluger dem i sin Vrede. Ild fortærer dem.
When you appear, you will throw them into a fiery furnace. Because you are angry [with them], you will get rid of them; the fire will burn them up.
10 Du rydder bort deres Frugt af Jorden, deres Sæd blandt Menneskens Børn.
You will remove their children from this earth; their descendants will all disappear.
11 Thi de søger at volde dig ondt, spinder Rænker, men evner intet;
They planned to harm you, but what they plan will never succeed.
12 thi du slår dem på Flugt, med din Bue sigter du mod deres Ansigt.
You will cause them to run away [IDM] by shooting arrows at them.
13 HERRE, stå op i din Vælde, med Sang og med Spil vil vi prise dit Storværk!
Yahweh, show us that you are very strong! When you do that, while we sing we will praise you because you are very powerful.

< Salme 21 >