< Psalms 21 >

1 To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. Jehovah, in Thy strength is the king joyful, In Thy salvation how greatly he rejoiceth.
In finem. Psalmus David. [Domine, in virtute tua lætabitur rex, et super salutare tuum exsultabit vehementer.
2 The desire of his heart Thou gavest to him, And the request of his lips Thou hast not withheld. (Selah)
Desiderium cordis ejus tribuisti ei, et voluntate labiorum ejus non fraudasti eum.
3 For Thou puttest before him blessings of goodness, Thou settest on his head a crown of fine gold.
Quoniam prævenisti eum in benedictionibus dulcedinis; posuisti in capite ejus coronam de lapide pretioso.
4 Life he hath asked from Thee, Thou hast given to him — length of days, Age-during — and for ever.
Vitam petiit a te, et tribuisti ei longitudinem dierum, in sæculum, et in sæculum sæculi.
5 Great [is] his honour in Thy salvation, Honour and majesty Thou placest on him.
Magna est gloria ejus in salutari tuo; gloriam et magnum decorem impones super eum.
6 For Thou makest him blessings for ever, Thou dost cause him to rejoice with joy, By Thy countenance.
Quoniam dabis eum in benedictionem in sæculum sæculi; lætificabis eum in gaudio cum vultu tuo.
7 For the king is trusting in Jehovah, And in the kindness of the Most High He is not moved.
Quoniam rex sperat in Domino, et in misericordia Altissimi non commovebitur.
8 Thy hand cometh to all Thine enemies, Thy right hand doth find Thy haters.
Inveniatur manus tua omnibus inimicis tuis; dextera tua inveniat omnes qui te oderunt.
9 Thou makest them as a furnace of fire, At the time of Thy presence. Jehovah in His anger doth swallow them, And fire doth devour them.
Pones eos ut clibanum ignis in tempore vultus tui: Dominus in ira sua conturbabit eos, et devorabit eos ignis.
10 Their fruit from earth Thou destroyest, And their seed from the sons of men.
Fructum eorum de terra perdes, et semen eorum a filiis hominum,
11 For they stretched out against Thee evil, They devised a wicked device, they prevail not,
quoniam declinaverunt in te mala; cogitaverunt consilia quæ non potuerunt stabilire.
12 For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.
Quoniam pones eos dorsum; in reliquiis tuis præparabis vultum eorum.
13 Be Thou exalted, O Jehovah in, Thy strength, We sing and we praise Thy might!
Exaltare, Domine, in virtute tua; cantabimus et psallemus virtutes tuas.]

< Psalms 21 >