< Psalmi 21 >
1 Gospode! s tvoje se sile veseli car; i kako mu je velika radost što ti pomažeš!
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 Što mu je srce željelo, dao si mu, i molitve usta njegovijeh nijesi odbio.
Thou hast given him his heart’s desire: and hast not withholden from him the will of his lips.
3 Jer si ga doèekao blagoslovima milosnim, metnuo si mu na glavu vijenac od dragoga kamenja.
For thou hast prevented him with blessings of sweetness: thou hast set on his head a crown of precious stones.
4 Molio te je za život i dao si mu da mu se produlje dani dovijeka.
He asked life of thee: and thou hast given him length of days for ever and ever.
5 Velika je slava njegova tvojom pomoæu; slavu si i krasotu metnuo na nj.
His glory is great in thy salvation: glory and great beauty shalt thou lay upon him.
6 Dao si mu blagoslove dovijeka, razveselio si ga radošæu lica svojega.
For thou shalt give him to be a blessing for ever and ever: thou shalt make him joyful in gladness with thy countenance.
7 Jer se car uzda u Gospoda i u milost višnjega; i ne koleba se.
For the king hopeth in the Lord: and through the mercy of the most High he shall not be moved.
8 Naæi æe ruka tvoja sve neprijatelje tvoje, naæi æe desnica tvoja one koji mrze na tebe.
Let thy hand be found by all thy enemies: let thy right hand find out all them that hate thee.
9 Uèiniæeš ih kao peæ zažarenu, kad se razgnjeviš; gnjev æe ih Gospodnji progutati, i oganj æe ih proždrijeti.
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 Rod njihov istrijebiæeš sa zemlje, i sjeme njihovo izmeðu sinova èovjeèijih;
Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the earth: and their seed from among the children of men.
11 Jer podigoše na tebe zlo, smisliše i ne mogoše izvršiti.
For they have intended evils against thee: they have devised counsels which they have not been able to establish.
12 Jer æeš ih metnuti za biljegu, iz lukova svojijeh pustiæeš strijele u lice njihovo.
For thou shalt make them turn their back: in thy remnants thou shalt prepare their face.
13 Podigni se, Gospode, silom svojom; mi æemo pjevati i slaviti jakost tvoju.
Be thou exalted, O Lord, in thy own strength: we will sing and praise thy power.