1 O Lord, how joyfull is the King,
in thy strength and thy power?
How vehemently doth he rejoyce
in thee his Saviour?
2 For thou hast given unto him
his godly hearts desire:
To him thou nothing hast deni'd.
of that he did require.
3 Thou didst prevent him with thy gifts
and blessings manifold:
And thou hast set upon his head.
a crowne of perfect gold.
4 And when he asked life of thee,
thereof thou mad'st him sure:
To have long life, yea, such a life
as ever shall endure.
5 Great is his glory by thy help,
thy benefit and aid:
Great worship and great honour both.
thou hast upon him laid.
6 Thou wilt give him felicity,
that never shall decay:
And with thy cheerfull countenance
wilt comfort him alway.
7 For why, the king doth strongly trust
in God for to prevaile
Therefore his goodnesse and his grace
will not that he shall qaile.
8 But let thine enemies feele thy forece,
and those that thee withstand,
Find out thy foes, and let them feel
the power of thy right hand,
9 And like an oven burn them Lord,
in fiery flame and fume,
Thine anger shall destroy them all,
and fire shall them consume.
10 And thou shalt root out of the earth
their fruit that should increase:
And from the number of thy folk
their seed shall end and cease:
11 For why, much mischief did they make
against thy holy Name:
Yet did they faile, and had no power
for to performe the same.
12 But as a mark thou shalt them set
in a most open place:
And charge thy bow-strings readily
against thine enemies face.
13 Be thou exalted Lord therefore
in thy strength every houre:
So shall we sing right solemnly,
praising thy might and power.
|First Line:||O Lord how joyfull is the King|
|Title:||Domine in virtute|
|Notes:||Sing to Psalm 18|