Psalms 21
1 For the chief musician. A psalm of David. The king rejoices in your strength, Yahweh! How greatly he rejoices in the salvation you provide!
Til Sangmesteren. En Salme af David.
2 You have given him his heart's desire and have not held back the request of his lips. (Selah)
HERRE, Kongen er glad ved din Vælde, hvor frydes han højlig over din Frelse!
3 For you bring him rich blessings; you placed on his head a crown of purest gold.
Hvad hans Hjerte ønskede, gav du ham, du afslog ikke hans Læbers Bøn. (Sela)
4 He asked you for life; you gave it to him; you gave him long days forever and ever.
Du kom ham i Møde med rig Velsignelse, satte en Krone af Guld paa hans Hoved.
5 His glory is great because of your victory; you have bestowed on him splendor and majesty.
Han bad dig om Liv, og du gav ham det, en Række af Dage uden Ende.
6 For you grant him lasting blessings; you make him glad with the joy of your presence.
Stor er hans Glans ved din Frelse, Højhed og Hæder lægger du paa ham.
7 For the king trusts in Yahweh; through the covenant faithfulness of the Most High he will not be moved.
Ja, evig Velsignelse gav du ham, med Fryd for dit Aasyn glæded du ham.
8 Your hand will seize all your enemies; your right hand will seize those who hate you.
Thi Kongen stoler paa HERREN, ved den Højestes Naade rokkes han ikke.
9 At the time of your anger, you will burn them up as in a fiery furnace. Yahweh will consume them in his wrath, and the fire will devour them.
Til alle dine Fjender naar din Haand, din højre naar dine Avindsmænd.
10 You will destroy their offspring from the earth and their descendants from among the human race.
Du gør dem til et luende Baal, naar du viser dig; HERREN sluger dem i sin Vrede, Ild fortærer dem.
11 For they intended evil against you; they conceived a plot with which they will not succeed!
Du rydder bort deres Frugt af Jorden, deres Sæd blandt Menneskens Børn.
12 For you will turn them back; you will draw your bow before them.
Thi de søger at volde dig ondt, spinder Rænker, men evner intet;
13 Be exalted, Yahweh, in your strength; we will sing and praise your power.
thi du slaar dem paa Flugt, med din Bue sigter du mod deres Ansigt. HERRE, staa op i din Vælde, med Sang og med Spil vil vi prise dit Storværk!
