< Psalms 21 >

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. The king will be glad in your strength, O Lord; how great will be his delight in your salvation!
Oh Yavé, el rey se alegrará en tu poder, Y en tu salvación ¡cuánto se regocijará!
2 You have given him his heart's desire, and have not kept back the request of his lips. (Selah)
Le diste el deseo de su corazón Y no le retuviste la petición de sus labios. (Selah)
3 For you go before him with the blessings of good things: you put a crown of fair gold on his head.
Con bendiciones de bien saliste a su encuentro. Corona de oro puro pusiste en su cabeza.
4 He made request to you for life, and you gave it to him, long life for ever and ever.
Vida te pidió, Y se la concediste, Largura de días, eternamente y para siempre.
5 His glory is great in your salvation: honour and authority have you put on him.
Grande es su gloria por tu salvación. Pusiste sobre él honor y majestad.
6 For you have made him a blessing for ever: you have given him joy in the light of your face.
Lo bendijiste para siempre. Lo llenaste de alegría con tu Presencia
7 For the king has faith in the Lord, and through the mercy of the Most High he will not be moved.
Por cuanto el rey confía en Yavé. Por la misericordia de ʼElyón, no será conmovido.
8 Your hand will make a search for all your haters; your right hand will be hard on all those who are against you.
Tu mano alcanzará a todos tus enemigos. Tu mano derecha alcanzará a los que te aborrecen.
9 You will make them like a flaming oven before you; the Lord in his wrath will put an end to them, and they will be burned up in the fire.
Los pondrás en horno de fuego en el tiempo de tu ira. Yavé los deshará en su ira, Y el fuego los consumirá.
10 Their fruit will be cut off from the earth, and their seed from among the children of men.
Destruirás su producto de la tierra, Y su descendencia de entre los hijos de hombres.
11 For their thoughts were bitter against you: they had an evil design in their minds, which they were not able to put into effect.
Porque tramaron el mal contra Ti. Fraguaron un complot, Pero no prevalecerán.
12 Their backs will be turned when you make ready the cords of your bow against their faces.
Pues Tú les harás volver la espalda Al apuntar tu arco contra sus rostros.
13 Be lifted up, O Lord, in your strength; so will we make songs in praise of your power.
¡Engrandécete, oh Yavé, con tu fortaleza! Cantaremos y alabaremos tu poderío.

< Psalms 21 >