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Psalm 21
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- Joseph Stephenson (English metrical New Version)
- Orazio Tarditi (in Latin, SB, vv. 2-3)
Texts & translations
Clementine Vulgate (Psalm 20)
Latin text
1 In finem. Psalmus David.
2 Domine, in virtute tua lætabitur rex, et super salutare tuum exsultabit vehementer.
3 Desiderium cordis ejus tribuisti ei, et voluntate labiorum ejus non fraudasti eum.
4 Quoniam prævenisti eum in benedictionibus dulcedinis ; posuisti in capite ejus coronam de lapide pretioso.
5 Vitam petiit a te, et tribuisti ei longitudinem dierum, in sæculum, et in sæculum sæculi.
6 Magna est gloria ejus in salutari tuo ; gloriam et magnum decorem impones super eum.
7 Quoniam dabis eum in benedictionem in sæculum sæculi ; lætificabis eum in gaudio cum vultu tuo.
8 Quoniam rex sperat in Domino, et in misericordia Altissimi non commovebitur.
9 Inveniatur manus tua omnibus inimicis tuis ; dextera tua inveniat omnes qui te oderunt.
10 Pones eos ut clibanum ignis in tempore vultus tui : Dominus in ira sua conturbabit eos, et devorabit eos ignis.
11 Fructum eorum de terra perdes, et semen eorum a filiis hominum,
12 quoniam declinaverunt in te mala ; cogitaverunt consilia quæ non potuerunt stabilire.
13 Quoniam pones eos dorsum ; in reliquiis tuis præparabis vultum eorum.
14 Exaltare, Domine, in virtute tua ; cantabimus et psallemus virtutes tuas.
Church of England 1662 Book of Common Prayer
English text
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.
Metrical New Version (Tate/Brady)
English text
The king, O Lord, with songs of praise
Shall in thy strength rejoice;
With thy salvation crown'd, shall raise
To heav'n his cheerful voice.
For thou, whate'er his lips request,
Not only dost impart;
But hast with thy acceptance blest
The wishes of his heart.
Thy goodness and thy tender care
Have all his hopes outgone;
A crown of gold thou mak'st him wear,
And sett'st it firmly on.
He pray'd for life, and thou, O Lord,
Didst to his prayer attend;
And graciously to him afford
A life that ne'er shall end.
Thy sure defence through nations round
Has spread his glorious name;
And his successful actions crown'd
With majesty and fame.
Eternal blessings thou bestow'st,
And mak'st his joys increase;
Whilst thou to him unclouded show'st
The brightness of thy face.
Because the king on God alone
For timely aid relies;
His mercy still supports his throne,
And all his wants supplies.
But, righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes
Shall feel thy dreadful hand;
Thy vengeful arm shall find out those
That hate thy mild command.
When thou against them dost engage,
Thy just but dreadful doom
Shall, like a glowing oven's rage,
Their hopes and them consume.
Nor shall thy furious anger cease,
Or with their ruin end;
But root out all their guilty race,
And to their seed extend.
For all their thoughts were set on ill,
Their hearts on malice bent;
But thou, with watchful care, didst still
The ill effects prevent.
While they their swift retreat shall make
To 'scape thy dreadful might,
Thy swifter arrows shall o'ertake,
And gall them in their flight.
Thus, Lord, thy wondrous strength disclose,
And thus exalt thy fame;
Whilst we glad songs of praise compose
To thy almighty Name.
