The Holy Bible – Knox Translation
The Book of Psalms
(To the choir-master. A psalm. Of David.)
Well may the king rejoice, Lord, in thy protection, well may he triumph in thy saving power!
Never a wish in his heart hast thou disappointed, never a prayer on his lips denied.
With happy auguries thou dost meet him on his way, dost set a crown of pure gold his head.
Prays he for life? Long continuance of his reign thou dost grant him; to last unfailing till the end of time.
Great is the renown thy protection has won for him; glory and high honour thou hast made his.
An everlasting monument of thy goodness, comforted by the smile of thy favour,
he stands firm, trusting in the Lord; the favour of the most High is with him.
Ay, but thy enemies—they shall feel thy power; that right hand will not leave their malice unpunished.
At thy frown, they will wither away like grass in the oven; whirled away by the Lord’s anger, burnt up in its flames.
Thou wilt rid the land of their breed, their race will vanish from the world of men.
See how all their false designs against thee, all their plots come to nothing!
Thou wilt rout them; bent is thy bow to meet their onslaught.✻
Stand high above us, Lord, in thy protecting strength; our song, our psalm, shall be of thy greatness.
The Holy Bible