Psalms 21
1 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!
To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. The King shall reioyce in thy strength, O Lord: yea how greatly shall he reioyce in thy saluation!
2 The longing of his heart, hast thou given him, and, the request of his lips, hast thou not withheld. (Selah)
Thou hast giuen him his hearts desire, and hast not denyed him the request of his lips. (Selah)
3 For thou wilt come to meet him, with the blessings of goodness, Thou wilt set on his head, a crown of pure gold.
For thou diddest preuent him with liberall blessings, and didest set a crowne of pure gold vpon his head.
4 Life, he asked of thee, Thou hast given it him, length of days, to times age-abiding and beyond.
He asked life of thee, and thou gauest him a long life for euer and euer.
5 Great is his glory, in thy salvation, Honour and majesty, wilt thou lay upon him;
His glory is great in thy saluation: dignitie and honour hast thou laid vpon him.
6 For thou wilt appoint him blessings evermore, wilt cheer him with joy by thy countenance;
For thou hast set him as blessings for euer: thou hast made him glad with the ioy of thy countenance.
7 For, the king, is trusting in Yahweh, and, in the lovingkindness of the Highest, shall he not be shaken.
Because the King trusteth in the Lord, and in the mercie of the most High, he shall not slide.
8 Thy hand, will find out, all thy foes, Thine own right hand, will find out them who hate thee.
Thine hand shall finde out all thine enemies, and thy right hand shall finde out them that hate thee.
9 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:
Thou shalt make them like a fierie ouen in time of thine anger: the Lord shall destroy them in his wrath, and the fire shall deuoure them.
10 Their fruit—out of the earth, wilt thou destroy, and their seed, from among the sons of men;
Their fruite shalt thou destroy from the earth, and their seede from the children of men.
11 For they have held out, against thee, a wicked thing, They have devised a scheme they cannot accomplish.
For they intended euill against thee, and imagined mischiefe, but they shall not preuaile.
12 For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.
Therefore shalt thou put them aparte, and the strings of thy bowe shalt thou make readie against their faces.
13 Be exalted, O Yahweh, in thy strength! With song and with string will we sound forth thy power.
Be thou exalted, O Lord, in thy strength: so will we sing and prayse thy power.
