Psalm 21. Domine, in virtute tua.

1. The king rejoices in your strength, O Lord; *
   how greatly he exults in your victory!
2. You have given him his heart's desire; *
   you have not denied him the request of his lips.
3. For you meet him with blessings of prosperity, *
   and set a crown of fine gold upon his head.
4. He asked you for life, and you gave it to him: *
   length of days, for ever and ever.
5. His honor is great, because of your victory; *
   splendor and majesty have you bestowed upon him.
6. For you will give him everlasting felicity *
   and will make him glad with the joy of your presence.
7. For the king puts his trust in the Lord; *
   because of the loving-kindness of the Most High, he will not fall.
8. Your hand will lay hold upon all your enemies; *
   your right hand will seize all those who hate you.
9. You will make them like a fiery furnace *
   at the time of your appearing, O Lord;
10. You will swallow them up in your wrath, *
    and fire shall consume them.
11. You will destroy their offspring from the land *
    and their descendants from among the peoples of the earth.
12. Though they intend evil against you and devise wicked schemes, *
    yet they shall not prevail.
13. For you will put them to flight *
    and aim your arrows at them.
14. Be exalted, O Lord, in your might; *
    we will sing and praise your power.