Psalms Chapter 21
21:1 | To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. The ![]() |
21:2 | Thou hast given him his heart' desire, and hast not withholden the request of his lips. Selah. |
21:3 | For thou preventest him with the blessings of goodness: thou settest a crown of pure ![]() |
21:4 | He asked life of thee, [and] thou gavest [it] him, [even] length of ![]() |
21:5 | His ![]() |
21:6 | For thou hast made him most blessed for ever: thou hast made him exceeding glad with thy countenance. |
21:7 | For the ![]() |
21:8 | Thine hand shall find out all thine enemies: thy right hand shall find out those that hate thee. |
21:9 | Thou shalt make them as a fiery oven in the ![]() |
21:10 | Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the ![]() |
21:11 | For they intended ![]() |
21:12 | Therefore shalt thou make them turn their back, [when] thou shalt make ready [thine arrows] upon thy strings against the face of them. |
21:13 | Be thou exalted, LORD, in thine own strength: [so] will we sing and praise thy ![]() |