< Psalms 21 >
1 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.
Unto the end. A psalm for David. In thy strength, O Lord, the king shall joy; and in thy salvation he shall rejoice exceedingly.
2 Thou hast youe to hym the desire of his herte; and thou hast not defraudid hym of the wille of hise lippis.
Thou hast given him his heart’s desire: and hast not withholden from him the will of his lips.
3 For thou hast bifor come hym in the blessyngis of swetnesse; thou hast set on his heed a coroun of preciouse stoon.
For thou hast prevented him with blessings of sweetness: thou hast set on his head a crown of precious stones.
4 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.
He asked life of thee: and thou hast given him length of days for ever and ever.
5 His glorie is greet in thin helthe; thou schalt putte glorie, and greet fayrnesse on hym.
His glory is great in thy salvation: glory and great beauty shalt thou lay upon him.
6 For thou schalt yyue hym in to blessing in to the world of world; thou schalt make hym glad in ioye with thi cheer.
For thou shalt give him to be a blessing for ever and ever: thou shalt make him joyful in gladness with thy countenance.
7 For the kyng hopith in the Lord; and in the merci of the hiyeste he schal not be moued.
For the king hopeth in the Lord: and through the mercy of the most High he shall not be moved.
8 Thyn hond be foundun to alle thin enemyes; thi riythond fynde alle hem that haten thee.
Let thy hand be found by all thy enemies: let thy right hand find out all them that hate thee.
9 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.
Thou shalt make them as an oven of fire, in the time of thy anger: the Lord shall trouble them in his wrath, and fire shall devour them.
10 Thou schalt leese the fruyt of hem fro erthe; and `thou schalt leese the seed of hem fro the sones of men.
Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the earth: and their seed from among the children of men.
11 For thei bowiden yuels ayens thee; thei thouyten counseils, whiche thei myyten not stablische.
For they have intended evils against thee: they have devised counsels which they have not been able to establish.
12 For thou schalt putte hem abac; in thi relifs thou schalt make redi the cheer of hem.
For thou shalt make them turn their back: in thy remnants thou shalt prepare their face.
13 Lord, be thou enhaunsid in thi vertu; we schulen synge, and seie opinly thi vertues.
Be thou exalted, O Lord, in thy own strength: we will sing and praise thy power.