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A Prayer for Victory[a]

20 May the Lord answer you when you are in trouble!
    May the God of Jacob protect you!
May he send you help from his Temple
    and give you aid from Mount Zion.
May he accept all your offerings
    and be pleased with all your sacrifices.
May he give you what you desire
    and make all your plans succeed.
Then we will shout for joy over your victory
    and celebrate your triumph by praising our God.
May the Lord answer all your requests.

Now I know that the Lord gives victory to his chosen king;
    he answers him from his holy heaven
    and by his power gives him great victories.
Some trust in their war chariots
    and others in their horses,
    but we trust in the power of the Lord our God.
Such people will stumble and fall,
    but we will rise and stand firm.

Give victory to the king, O Lord;
    answer[b] us when we call.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 20:1 HEBREW TITLE: A psalm by David.
  2. Psalm 20:9 Some ancient translations answer; Hebrew he will answer.

Psalm 20

Prayer for Victory

To the leader. A Psalm of David.

The Lord answer you in the day of trouble!
    The name of the God of Jacob protect you!(A)
May he send you help from the sanctuary
    and give you support from Zion.(B)
May he remember all your offerings
    and regard with favor your burnt sacrifices. Selah(C)

May he grant you your heart’s desire
    and fulfill all your plans.(D)
May we shout for joy over your victory
    and in the name of our God set up our banners.
May the Lord fulfill all your petitions.(E)

Now I know that the Lord will help his anointed;
    he will answer him from his holy heaven
    with mighty victories by his right hand.(F)
Some take pride in chariots and some in horses,
    but our pride is in the name of the Lord our God.(G)
They will collapse and fall,
    but we shall rise and stand upright.(H)

Give victory to the king, O Lord;
    answer us when we call.[a]

Footnotes

  1. 20.9 Gk: Heb give victory, O Lord; let the King answer us when we call

20 Unto the end. A psalm for David.

In thy strength, O Lord, the king shall joy; and in thy salvation he shall rejoice exceedingly.

Thou hast given him his heart's desire: and hast not withholden from him the will of his lips.

For thou hast prevented him with blessings of sweetness: thou hast set on his head a crown of precious stones.

He asked life of thee: and thou hast given him length of days for ever and ever.

His glory is great in thy salvation: glory and great beauty shalt thou lay upon him.

For thou shalt give him to be a blessing for ever and ever: thou shalt make him joyful in gladness with thy countenance.

For the king hopeth in the Lord: and through the mercy of the most High he shall not be moved.

Let thy hand be found by all thy enemies: let thy right hand find out all them that hate thee.

10 Thou shalt make them as an oven of fire, in the time of thy anger: the Lord shall trouble them in his wrath, and fire shall devour them.

11 Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the earth: and their seed from among the children of men.

12 For they have intended evils against thee: they have devised counsels which they have not been able to establish.

13 For thou shalt make them turn their back: in thy remnants thou shalt prepare their face.

14 Be thou exalted, O Lord, in thy own strength: we will sing and praise thy power.

20 1-4 God answer you on the day you crash,
The name God-of-Jacob put you out of harm’s reach,
Send reinforcements from Holy Hill,
Dispatch from Zion fresh supplies,
Exclaim over your offerings,
Celebrate your sacrifices,
Give you what your heart desires,
Accomplish your plans.

When you win, we plan to raise the roof
    and lead the parade with our banners.
May all your wishes come true!

That clinches it—help’s coming,
    an answer’s on the way,
    everything’s going to work out.

7-8 See those people polishing their chariots,
    and those others grooming their horses?
    But we’re making garlands for God our God.
The chariots will rust,
    those horses pull up lame—
    and we’ll be on our feet, standing tall.

Make the king a winner, God;
    the day we call, give us your answer.