< Psalms 21 >

1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. The king rejoices in your strength, Yahweh! How greatly he rejoices in your salvation!
Načelniku godbe; psalm Davidov. Gospod, moči tvoje veseli se kralj, in blaginje tvoje kako se silno raduje!
2 You have given him his heart’s desire, and have not withheld the request of his lips. (Selah)
Željo srca njegovega mu daješ, in kar so ustne njegove govorile, ne odrékaš.
3 For you meet him with the blessings of goodness. You set a crown of fine gold on his head.
Dà, prehitevaš ga z blagodari, na glavo njegovo pokladaš venec iz zlata prečistega.
4 He asked life of you and you gave it to him, even length of days forever and ever.
Življenja te je prosil, dal si mu; tudi dnî dolgost na vedno večne čase.
5 His glory is great in your salvation. You lay honor and majesty on him.
Velika je slava njegova po blaginji tvoji; díko in veličastvo si položil nanj.
6 For you make him most blessed forever. You make him glad with joy in your presence.
Ker pripravil si mu blagoslove na vekomaj; razjasnil ga z radostjo od svojega obličja.
7 For the king trusts in Yahweh. Through the loving kindness of the Most High, he shall not be moved.
Ker kralj sam upa v Gospoda; zato v zaupanji na milost Najvišjega ne omahne.
8 Your hand will find out all of your enemies. Your right hand will find out those who hate you.
Z roko svojo dosežeš vse neprijatelje svoje; z desnico svojo dosežeš vse svoje sovražnike.
9 You will make them as a fiery furnace in the time of your anger. Yahweh will swallow them up in his wrath. The fire shall devour them.
Narediš, da so kakor peč ognjena ob času srditega obličja tvojega; Gospod jih pogoltne v jezi svoji, kakor da jih ogenj uniči.
10 You will destroy their descendants from the earth, their posterity from among the children of men.
Sad njih pokončaš sè zemlje, in njih seme izmed sinov človeških.
11 For they intended evil against you. They plotted evil against you which cannot succeed.
Ker nameravali so ti hudo; izmišljali so naklep: ne morejo!
12 For you will make them turn their back, when you aim drawn bows at their face.
Ker staviš jih kakor gomilo; na strune svoje pokladaš pušice ter jih streljaš proti njih obličjem.
13 Be exalted, Yahweh, in your strength, so we will sing and praise your power.
Dvigni se, Gospod, v moči svoji; pojmo in prepevajmo o hrabrosti tvoji.

< Psalms 21 >