Psalms 21

1 [For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.] The king rejoices in your strength, Jehovah. How greatly he rejoices in your salvation.

(Til sangmesteren. En salme af David.) HERRE, Kongen er glad ved din Vælde, hvor frydes han højlig over din Frelse!

2 You have given him his heart's desire, and have not withheld the request of his lips. (Selah)

Hvad hans Hjerte ønskede, gav du ham, du afslog ikke hans Læbers Bøn. (Sela)

3 For you meet him with the blessings of goodness. You set a crown of fine gold on his head.

Du kom ham i Møde med rig Velsignelse, satte en Krone af Guld på hans Hoved.

4 He asked life of you, you gave it to him, even length of days forever and ever.

Han bad dig om Liv, og du gav ham det, en Række af Dage uden Ende.

5 His glory is great in your salvation. You lay honor and majesty on him.

Stor er hans Glans ved din Frelse, Højhed og Hæder lægger du på ham.

6 For you make him most blessed forever. You make him glad with joy in your presence.

Ja, evig Velsignelse gav du ham, med Fryd for dit Åsyn glæded du ham.

7 For the king trusts in Jehovah. Through the loving kindness of the Most High, he shall not be moved.

Thi Kongen stoler på HERREN, ved den Højestes Nåde rokkes han ikke.

8 Your hand will find out all of your enemies. Your right hand will find all those who hate you.

Til alle dine Fjender når din Hånd, din højre når dine Avindsmænd.

9 You will make them as a fiery furnace in the time of your anger. Jehovah will swallow them up in his wrath. The fire shall devour them.

Du gør dem til et luende Bål, når du viser dig; HERREN sluger dem i sin Vrede. Ild fortærer dem.

10 You will destroy their descendants from the earth, their posterity from among the descendants of Adam.

Du rydder bort deres Frugt af Jorden, deres Sæd blandt Menneskens Børn.

11 Though they intend evil against you, devising a wicked scheme, they will not succeed.

Thi de søger at volde dig ondt, spinder Rænker, men evner intet;

12 For you will make them turn their back, when you aim drawn bows at their face.

thi du slår dem på Flugt, med din Bue sigter du mod deres Ansigt.

13 Be exalted, Jehovah, in your strength, so we will sing and praise your power.

HERRE, stå op i din Vælde, med Sang og med Spil vil vi prise dit Storværk!