Psalms 21

1 TO THE OVERSEER. A PSALM OF DAVID. YHWH, the king is joyful in Your strength, How greatly he rejoices 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 gave the desire of his heart to him, And You have not withheld the request of his lips. (Selah)

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 put blessings of goodness before him, You set a crown of fine gold on his head.

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

4 He has asked for life from You, You have given length of days to him, For all time and forever.

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 place splendor and majesty on him.

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

6 For You make him blessings forever, You cause him to rejoice with joy, By Your countenance.

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 is trusting in YHWH, And in the kindness of the Most High he is not moved.

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

8 Your hand comes to all Your enemies, Your right hand finds Your haters.

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

9 You make them as a furnace of fire, At the time of Your presence. YHWH swallows them in His anger, And fire devours 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 destroy their fruit from earth, And their seed 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 For they stretched out evil against You, They devised a wicked scheme, they do not prevail,

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

12 For You make them turn their back, When You prepare Your strings against their faces.

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

13 Be exalted, O YHWH, in Your strength, We sing and we praise Your might!

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