1 O Yahweh, in thy strength, will the king rejoice, and, in thy salvation, how greatly will he exult! 2 The longing of his heart, hast thou given him, and, the request of his lips, hast thou not withheld. Selah. 3 For thou wilt come to meet him, with the blessings of goodness, Thou wilt set on his head, a crown of pure gold. 4 Life, he asked of thee, Thou hast given it him, length of days, to times age-abiding and beyond. 5 Great is his glory, in thy salvation, Honour and majesty, wilt thou lay upon him; 6 For thou wilt appoint him blessings evermore, wilt cheer him with joy by thy countenance; 7 For, the king, is trusting in Yahweh, and, in the lovingkindness of the Highest, shall he not be shaken.
8 Thy hand, will find out, all thy foes, Thine own right hand, will find out them who hate thee. 9 Thou wilt make them like a furnace of fire, at the time of thy presence, - Yahweh, in his anger, will swallow them up, and there shall consume them a fire: 10 Their fruit - out of the earth, wilt thou destroy, and their seed, from among the sons of men; 11 For they have held out, against thee, a wicked thing, They have devised a scheme they cannot accomplish. 12 For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.