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Psalm 21

I rejoice in your strength, Holy One;
overjoyed by the victories you grant!

You have given me my heart's desire,

and you have never left me unanswered.

You greet me with rich blessings

and crown me with purest golden light.

I ask you for life, and you grant it;
length of days, and you give me eternity …

You glorify me by granting victory;
you bestow splendour and majesty.

You grant endless blessings:
the joy of your presence.

I trust you, my Guardian;
the steadfast love of the Holy One
is the Ground of my Being.

Your hand will encircle all of your adversaries;
your right hand will possess your opponents.

As you prepare the final battle

you will refine us as precious metal in a blazing furnace.

The Holy One swallows deepest sorrow.

Godde's burning desire will consume
the legacy of enmity; hostility will disappear.

Even if we turn our backs to you;

ignoring your signs of displeasure, we know
evil plots and wicked schemes cannot succeed.