Psalm 21

¹ THE King shall rejoice in thy strength, O Lord * exceeding glad shall he be of thy salvation.

² Thou hast given him his heart's desire * and hast not denied him the request of his lips.

³ For thou shalt prevent him with the blessings of goodness * and shalt set a crown of pure gold upon his head.

⁴ He asked life of thee, and thou gavest him a long life * even for ever and ever.

⁵ His honour is great in thy salvation * glory and great worship shalt thou lay upon him.

⁶ For thou shalt give him everlasting felicity * and make him glad with the joy of thy countenance.

⁷ And why? because the King putteth his trust in the Lord * and in the mercy of the most Highest he shall not miscarry.

⁸ All thine enemies shall feel thine hand * thy right hand shall find out them that hate thee.

⁹ Thou shalt make them like a fiery oven in time of thy wrath * the Lord shall destroy them in his displeasure, and the fire shall consume them.

¹⁰ Their fruit shalt thou root out of the earth * and their seed from among the children of men.

¹¹ For they intended mischief against thee * and imagined such a device as they are not able to perform.

¹² Therefore shalt thou put them to flight * and the strings of thy bow shalt thou make ready against the face of them.

¹³ Be thou exalted, Lord, in thine own strength * so we will sing, and praise thy power.