[To the chiefe Musician.
A Psalme of Dauid.]
1
The King shall ioy in thy strength, O Lord: and in thy saluation how greatly shall he reioyce?
2
Thou hast giuen him his hearts desire;
and hast not withholden the request of his lips.
Selah.
3
For thou preuentest him with the blessings of goodnesse: thou settest a Crowne of pure gold on his head.
4
He asked life of thee, and thou gauest it him, euen length of dayes for euer and euer.
5
His glory is great in thy saluation: honour and Maiestie hast thou layde vpon him.
6
For thou hast made him most blessed for euer: thou hast made him exceeding glad with thy countenance.
7
For the King trusteth in the Lord, and through the mercy of the most High, he shall not be moued.
8
Thine hand shall finde out all thine enemies, thy right hand shal finde out those that hate thee.
9
Thou shalt make them as a fiery ouen in the time of thine anger: the Lord shall swallow them vp in his wrath, and the fire shall deuoure them.
10
Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the earth, and their seed from among the children of men.
11
For they intended euill against thee: they imagined a mischieuous deuice, which they are not able to performe.
12
Therefore shalt thou make them turne their back, when thou shalt make ready thine arrowes vpon thy strings, against the face of them.
13
Be thou exalted, Lord, in thine owne strength: so will wee sing, aud praise thy power.