Lord in your might the King’s made merry,
When You save he will rejoice.
You gave to him his heart’s desire,
Nor withheld what was his choice.
Because You welcome him and bless,
You placed a crown upon his head.
As he requested life from You,
Therefore you gave it as he said.
In Your salvation is his glory,
Splendor You have given him.
In blessing he is placed forever,
From Your face his joy will stem.
Because the King trusts God alone,
He wont be moved or overthrown.
Your hand will find Your enemies,
And You will burn them all with fire,
You will find them, seek them out,
You placed them in Your burning ire.
You will destroy their fruit from earth,
And from mankind will root their seed.
Because they plotted harm for You,
They’ll never make their schemes succeed.
Because You placed them to the side,
Across their face Your cords are drawn.
Lord, be exalted in Your strength,
Thus we will praise your might with song!