Psalms 21

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

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.

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

Thou hast youe to hym the desire of his herte; and thou hast not defraudid hym of the wille of hise lippis.

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

For thou hast bifor come hym in the blessyngis of swetnesse; thou hast set on his heed a coroun of preciouse stoon.

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

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.

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

His glorie is greet in thin helthe; thou schalt putte glorie, and greet fayrnesse on hym.

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

For thou schalt yyue hym in to blessing in to the world of world; thou schalt make hym glad in ioye with thi cheer.

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

For the kyng hopith in the Lord; and in the merci of the hiyeste he schal not be moued.

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

Thyn hond be foundun to alle thin enemyes; thi riythond fynde alle hem that haten thee.

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

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.

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

Thou schalt leese the fruyt of hem fro erthe; and `thou schalt leese the seed of hem fro the sones of men.

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

For thei bowiden yuels ayens thee; thei thouyten counseils, whiche thei myyten not stablische.

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

For thou schalt putte hem abac; in thi relifs thou schalt make redi the cheer of hem.

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

Lord, be thou enhaunsid in thi vertu; we schulen synge, and seie opinly thi vertues.