To the overseer; chanting of David. O Jehovah, in thy strength shall the king rejoice; and in thy salvation how shall he greatly exult

The desire of his heart thou gavest to him, and the longing of his lips thou didst not withhold. Silence.

Thou wilt set them as a furnace of fire for the time of thy face: Jehovah in his anger will swallow them down, and the fire shall devour them.

Be thou exalted, O Jehovah, in thy strength: we will sing and play thy powers upon the harp.

For the king trusted in Jehovah, and in the mercy of the Most High he shall not be moved.

Thy hand shall find for all thine enemies: thy right hand shall find those hating thee.

For thou wilt set him praises forever: thou wilt make him glad in joy with thy face.

He asked life from thee; thou gavest to him length of days forever and ever.

For thou wilt anticipate him with praises of goodness: thou wilt set a crown of pure gold to his head.

Great his glory in thy salvation: majesty and honor thou wilt set upon him.

For thou wilt set them the shoulder among thine being left, thou wilt prepare against their face.

Their fruit thou wilt destroy from the earth, and their seed from the sons of man.

For they stretched out evil upon thee: they purposed a device, they will not prevail.