< 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 THE OVERSEER. A PSALM OF DAVID. YHWH, the king is joyful in Your strength, How greatly he rejoices in Your salvation.
2 The longing of his heart, hast thou given him, and, the request of his lips, hast thou not withheld. (Selah)
You gave the desire of his heart to him, And You have not withheld 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 You put blessings of goodness before him, You set a crown of fine gold on his head.
4 Life, he asked of thee, Thou hast given it him, length of days, to times age-abiding and beyond.
He has asked for life from You, You have given length of days to him, For all time and forever.
5 Great is his glory, in thy salvation, Honour and majesty, wilt thou lay upon him;
Great [is] his glory in Your salvation, You place splendor and majesty on him.
6 For thou wilt appoint him blessings evermore, wilt cheer him with joy by thy countenance;
For You make him blessings forever, You cause him to rejoice with joy, By Your countenance.
7 For, the king, is trusting in Yahweh, and, in the lovingkindness of the Highest, shall he not be shaken.
For the king is trusting in YHWH, And in the kindness of the Most High he is not moved.
8 Thy hand, will find out, all thy foes, Thine own right hand, will find out them who hate thee.
Your hand comes to all Your enemies, Your right hand finds Your haters.
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:
You make them as a furnace of fire, At the time of Your presence. YHWH swallows them in His anger, And fire devours them.
10 Their fruit—out of the earth, wilt thou destroy, and their seed, from among the sons of men;
You destroy their fruit from earth, And their seed from the sons of men.
11 For they have held out, against thee, a wicked thing, They have devised a scheme they cannot accomplish.
For they stretched out evil against You, They devised a wicked scheme, they do not prevail,
12 For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.
For You make them turn their back, When You prepare Your strings against their faces.
13 Be exalted, O Yahweh, in thy strength! With song and with string will we sound forth thy power.
Be exalted, O YHWH, in Your strength, We sing and we praise Your might!