Psalms 21

1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. The king shall joy in thy strength, O LORD; 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 preventest him with the blessings of goodness: thou settest a crown of fine 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; even 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 in thy salvation: honour and majesty dost thou lay upon him.

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

6 For thou makest him most blessed for ever: thou makest him glad with joy in thy presence.

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

7 For the king trusteth in the LORD, and through the lovingkindness of the Most High he shall not be moved.

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

8 Thine 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 thine anger. The LORD shall swallow them up in his wrath, 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 device, which they are not able to perform.

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

12 For thou shalt make them turn their back, thou shalt make ready with thy bowstrings against the face of them.

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

13 Be thou exalted, O LORD, in thy strength: so will we sing and praise thy power.

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