Psalms 21

1 To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David. The king shall joy in thy strength, Jehovah; and in thy salvation how greatly shall he rejoice.

Načelniku godbe; psalm Davidov. Gospod, moči tvoje veseli se kralj, in blaginje tvoje kako se silno raduje!

2 Thou hast given him his heart's desire, and hast not withholden the request of his lips. (Selah)

Željo srca njegovega mu daješ, in kar so ustne njegove govorile, ne odrékaš.

3 For thou hast met him with the blessings of goodness; thou hast set a crown of pure gold on his head.

Dà, prehitevaš ga z blagodari, na glavo njegovo pokladaš venec iz zlata prečistega.

4 He asked life of thee; thou gavest [it] him, length of days for ever and ever.

Življenja te je prosil, dal si mu; tudi dnî dolgost na vedno večne čase.

5 His glory is great through thy salvation; majesty and splendour hast thou laid upon him.

Velika je slava njegova po blaginji tvoji; díko in veličastvo si položil nanj.

6 For thou hast made him to be blessings for ever; thou hast filled him with joy by thy countenance.

Ker pripravil si mu blagoslove na vekomaj; razjasnil ga z radostjo od svojega obličja.

7 For the king confideth in Jehovah: and through the loving-kindness of the Most High he shall not be moved.

Ker kralj sam upa v Gospoda; zato v zaupanji na milost Najvišjega ne omahne.

8 Thy hand shall find out all thine enemies; thy right hand shall find out those that hate thee.

Z roko svojo dosežeš vse neprijatelje svoje; z desnico svojo dosežeš vse svoje sovražnike.

9 Thou shalt make them as a fiery furnace in the time of thy presence; Jehovah shall swallow them up in his anger, and the fire shall devour them:

Narediš, da so kakor peč ognjena ob času srditega obličja tvojega; Gospod jih pogoltne v jezi svoji, kakor da jih ogenj uniči.

10 Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the earth, and their seed from among the children of men.

Sad njih pokončaš sè zemlje, in njih seme izmed sinov človeških.

11 For they intended evil against thee; they imagined a mischievous device, which they could not execute.

Ker nameravali so ti hudo; izmišljali so naklep: ne morejo!

12 For thou wilt make them turn their back; thou wilt make ready thy bowstring against their face.

Ker staviš jih kakor gomilo; na strune svoje pokladaš pušice ter jih streljaš proti njih obličjem.

13 Be thou exalted, Jehovah, in thine own strength: we will sing and celebrate thy power.

Dvigni se, Gospod, v moči svoji; pojmo in prepevajmo o hrabrosti tvoji.