A David Psalm 21 1Your strength, God, is the king’s strength. Helped, he’s hollering Hosannas. 2You gave him exactly what he wanted; you didn’t hold back. 3You filled his arms with gifts; you gave him a right royal welcome. 4He wanted a good life; you gave it to him, and then made it a long life as a bonus. 5You lifted him high and bright as a cumulus cloud, then dressed him in rainbow colors. 6You pile blessings on him; you make him glad when you smile. 7Is it any wonder the king loves God? that he’s sticking with the Best? 8With a fistful of enemies in one hand and a fistful of haters in the other, 9You radiate with such brilliance that they cringe as before a furnace. Now the furnace swallows them whole, the fire eats them alive! 10You purge the earth of their progeny, you wipe the slate clean. 11All their evil schemes, the plots they cook up, have fizzled—every one. 12You sent them packing; they couldn’t face you. 13Show your strength, God, so no one can miss it. We are out singing the good news!
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