Every Desire of The King (Psalm 21)

A powerful and fast anthemic symphonic power metal epic, Soaring Female vocal duet, Ascendant folk metal

You overwhelm him, and nothing withhold,
With the blessings of goodness: O Lord.
On his head thou settest a crown of pure gold,
On his head are thy blessings, not the sword.

[Chorus]
From all he could beg 
he asked life of thee, 
And thou gavest it him, 
life didst thou lend, 
Even length of days 
that thou gavest he,
Forever and ever 
without end.

Thy servant’s glory is great,
Only because of thy salvation: 
Honour & majesty hast thou laid 
Honour & majesty upon him.

[Solo]

Thou hast made us most blessed 
Thou hast made us for ever: 
Thou hast made us exceeding glad,
With thy countenance lift up mine endeavor.

[Chorus]
From all he could beg 
he asked life of thee, 
And thou gavest it him, 
life didst thou lend, 
Even length of days 
that thou gavest he,
Forever and ever 
without end.

For I the king, I trust in the Lord, 
Through your mercy, most High,
I send praise you-toward,
I shan’t be moved under your sky.
Thine hand shall find,
Yea, find all thine enemies: 
Thy right hand shall find,
All those that hate thee.

[Solo]

Thine anger, in it’s proper hour,
Will pain the hateful, as a fiery oven’s heat,
As a flame, wilt thy judgement devour.
In wrath Lord swallow them up, like wheat
The fruit of injustice shalt thou rend, 
And destroy from throughout the earth, 
For the seed from among the children 
Who women have tearfully birthed.

[Chorus]
From all he could beg 
he asked life of thee, 
And thou gavest it him, 
life didst thou lend, 
Even length of days 
that thou gavest he,
Forever and ever 
without end.

Some plan evil for thee and thy ways: 
They imagine a mischievous device, 
which they are not able to make.
Their creation, a curse with a price.
Will you then make them turn away,
To their back when the time is come, 
Thine arrows are prepared for that day,
On their strings, their face shall they thrum.

[Chorus]
From all he could beg 
he asked life of thee, 
And thou gavest it him, 
life didst thou lend, 
Even length of days 
that thou gavest he,
Forever and ever 
without end.

Lord, Be thou exalted, Lord, 
In thy strength ever so great,
So we will we sing heavenward,
And so as we sing, we will praise,
Thy power…
Thy power…
Thy power!

Original Text: 
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. 1 The king shall joy in thy strength, O Lord; and in thy salvation how greatly shall he rejoice! 2 Thou hast given him his heart’s desire, and hast not withholden the request of his lips. Selah. 3 For thou preventest him with the blessings of goodness: thou settest a crown of pure gold on his head. 4 He asked life of thee, and thou gavest it him, even length of days for ever and ever. 5 His glory is great in thy salvation: honour and majesty hast thou laid upon him. 6 For thou hast made him most blessed for ever: 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 moved. 8 Thine hand shall find out all thine enemies: thy right hand shall find out those that hate thee. 9 Thou shalt make them as a fiery oven in the time of thine anger: the Lord shall swallow them up in his wrath, and the fire shall devour them. 10 Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the earth, and their seed from among the children of men. 11 For they intended evil against thee: they imagined a mischievous device, which they are not able to perform. 12 Therefore shalt thou make them turn their back, when thou shalt make ready thine arrows upon thy strings against the face of them. 13 Be thou exalted, Lord, in thine own strength: so will we sing and praise thy power.

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Psalm 21: The king shall joy in thy strength, O Lord, in thy salvation, How great all our joys at length! O Lord, in our humble station. Thou hast given every desire to the king, Requests from his lips, not withholding anything. Say, Yeah!. You overwhelm him, and nothing withhold, With the blessings of goodness: O Lord. On his head thou settest a crown of pure gold, On his head are thy blessings, not the sword. [Chorus] From all he could beg he asked life of thee, And thou gavest it him, life didst thou lend, Even length of days that thou gavest he, Forever and ever without end. Thy servant’s glory is great, Only because of thy salvation: Honour & majesty hast thou laid Honour & majesty upon him. [Solo] Thou hast made us most blessed Thou hast made us for ever: Thou hast made us exceeding glad, With thy countenance lift up mine endeavor. [Chorus] From all he could beg he asked life of thee, And thou gavest it him, life didst thou lend, Even length of days that thou gavest he, Forever and ever without end. For I the king, I trust in the Lord, Through your mercy, most High, I send praise you-toward, I shan’t be moved under your sky. Thine hand shall find, Yea, find all thine enemies: Thy right hand shall find, All those that hate thee. [Solo] Thine anger, in it’s proper hour, Will pain the hateful, as a fiery oven’s heat, As a flame, wilt thy judgement devour. In wrath Lord swallow them up, like wheat The fruit of injustice shalt thou rend, And destroy from throughout the earth, For the seed from among the children Who women have tearfully birthed. [Chorus] From all he could beg he asked life of thee, And thou gavest it him, life didst thou lend, Even length of days that thou gavest he, Forever and ever without end. Some plan evil for thee and thy ways: They imagine a mischievous device, which they are not able to make. Their creation, a curse with a price. Will you then make them turn away, To their back when the time is come, Thine arrows are prepared for that day, On their strings, their face shall they thrum. [Chorus] From all he could beg he asked life of thee, And thou gavest it him, life didst thou lend, Even length of days that thou gavest he, Forever and ever without end. [Chorus] From all he could beg he asked life of thee, And thou gavest it him, life didst thou lend, Even length of days that thou gavest he, Forever and ever without end. Lord, Be thou exalted, Lord, In thy strength ever so great, So we will we sing heavenward, And so as we sing, we will praise, Thy power… Thy power… Thy power! Original Text: To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. 1 The king shall joy in thy strength, O Lord; and in thy salvation how greatly shall he rejoice! 2 Thou hast given him his heart’s desire, and hast not withholden the request of his lips. Selah. 3 For thou preventest him with the blessings of goodness: thou settest a crown of pure gold on his head. 4 He asked life of thee, and thou gavest it him, even length of days for ever and ever. 5 His glory is great in thy salvation: honour and majesty hast thou laid upon him. 6 For thou hast made him most blessed for ever: 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 moved. 8 Thine hand shall find out all thine enemies: thy right hand shall find out those that hate thee. 9 Thou shalt make them as a fiery oven in the time of thine anger: the Lord shall swallow them up in his wrath, and the fire shall devour them. 10 Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the earth, and their seed from among the children of men. 11 For they intended evil against thee: they imagined a mischievous device, which they are not able to perform. 12 Therefore shalt thou make them turn their back, when thou shalt make ready thine arrows upon thy strings against the face of them. 13 Be thou exalted, Lord, in thine own strength: so will we sing and praise thy power.

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