Psalms 21

1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. O LORD, the king rejoices in Your strength. How greatly he exults in Your salvation!

To victorie, the salm of Dauid. Lord, the kyng schal be glad in thi vertu; and he schal ful out haue ioye greetli on thin helthe.

2 You have granted his heart’s desire and have not withheld the request of his lips.

Thou hast youe to hym the desire of his herte; and thou hast not defraudid hym of the wille of hise lippis.

3 For You welcomed him with rich blessings; You placed on his head a crown of pure gold.

For thou hast bifor come hym in the blessyngis of swetnesse; thou hast set on his heed a coroun of preciouse stoon.

4 He asked You for life, and You granted it— length of days, forever and ever.

He axide of thee lijf, and thou yauest to hym; the lengthe of daies in to the world, `and in to the world of world.

5 Great is his glory in Your salvation; You bestow on him splendor and majesty.

His glorie is greet in thin helthe; thou schalt putte glorie, and greet fayrnesse on hym.

6 For You grant him blessings forever; You cheer him with joy in Your presence.

For thou schalt yyue hym in to blessing in to the world of world; thou schalt make hym glad in ioye with thi cheer.

7 For the king trusts in the LORD; through the loving devotion of the Most High, he will not be shaken.

For the kyng hopith in the Lord; and in the merci of the hiyeste he schal not be moued.

8 Your hand will apprehend all Your enemies; Your right hand will seize those who hate You.

Thyn hond be foundun to alle thin enemyes; thi riythond fynde alle hem that haten thee.

9 You will place them in a fiery furnace at the time of Your appearing. In His wrath the LORD will engulf them, and the fire will consume them.

Thou schalt putte hem as a furneis of fier in the tyme of thi cheer; the Lord schal disturble hem in his ire, and fier schal deuoure hem.

10 You will wipe their descendants from the earth, and their offspring from the sons of men.

Thou schalt leese the fruyt of hem fro erthe; and `thou schalt leese the seed of hem fro the sones of men.

11 Though they intend You harm, the schemes they devise will not prevail.

For thei bowiden yuels ayens thee; thei thouyten counseils, whiche thei myyten not stablische.

12 For You will put them to flight when Your bow is trained upon them.

For thou schalt putte hem abac; in thi relifs thou schalt make redi the cheer of hem.

13 Be exalted, O LORD, in Your strength; we will sing and praise Your power.

Lord, be thou enhaunsid in thi vertu; we schulen synge, and seie opinly thi vertues.