Psalms 21
1 For the music director. A psalm of David. The king celebrates your strength, Lord; he is so happy you made him victorious!
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. O Yahweh, in thy strength, will the king rejoice, and, in thy salvation, how greatly will he exult!
2 You gave him everything he wanted; you didn't hold anything back he asked for.
The longing of his heart, hast thou given him, and, the request of his lips, hast thou not withheld. (Selah)
3 You welcomed him on his return with special blessings; you placed a crown of pure gold on his head.
For thou wilt come to meet him, with the blessings of goodness, Thou wilt set on his head, a crown of pure gold.
4 He asked you to give him a good life, and you gave him a long life, forever and ever.
Life, he asked of thee, Thou hast given it him, length of days, to times age-abiding and beyond.
5 Your victories brought him great glory; you granted him splendor and majesty.
Great is his glory, in thy salvation, Honour and majesty, wilt thou lay upon him;
6 You give him blessings forever. He is full of joy because you are with him.
For thou wilt appoint him blessings evermore, wilt cheer him with joy by thy countenance;
7 For the king trusts in the Lord; he stands firm because of the trustworthy love of the Most High.
For, the king, is trusting in Yahweh, and, in the lovingkindness of the Highest, shall he not be shaken.
8 You, the king, will find and capture all your enemies; you will seize everyone who hates you.
Thy hand, will find out, all thy foes, Thine own right hand, will find out them who hate thee.
9 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.
Thou wilt make them like a furnace of fire, at the time of thy presence, —Yahweh, in his anger, will swallow them up, and there shall consume them a fire:
10 You will wipe out their children from the earth, their descendants from humankind.
Their fruit—out of the earth, wilt thou destroy, and their seed, from among the sons of men;
11 Though they plot evil against you, their malicious schemes will not succeed.
For they have held out, against thee, a wicked thing, They have devised a scheme they cannot accomplish.
12 They will turn and run away when they see your arrows fired at them.
For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.
13 Rise up, Lord, for you are strong! We will sing and praise your power!
Be exalted, O Yahweh, in thy strength! With song and with string will we sound forth thy power.
