Psalm 21
    
    This ode of triumph celebrates our exalted Head. May we 
    thus sing on earth by faith, and lengthen out the strain through endless 
    days! 
    1, 2. "The king shall rejoice in Your strength, O 
    Lord; and in Your salvation how greatly shall he rejoice! You have given him 
    his heart's desire, and have not withheld the request of his lips." 
    We fall far short of this psalm's precious teaching if we 
    restrict our musings to the type. Let David first be seen rejoicing in his 
    royal crown, but let him soon fade before the rising of the King of kings. 
    Here we may bathe our souls in the deep waters of Christ's truth. For the 
    joy set before Him, He endured the cross, despising the shame. But the joy 
    then in prospect is joy now fully realized. He sits rejoicing on the 
    Father's right hand. The conflict is past; the battle is fought; the victory 
    is won; every peril is escaped; every foe is vanquished. He has been strong 
    to conquer, and He ascribes the strength to God's empowering hand. Salvation 
    is achieved; it is salvation through the will and help of God, and in it 
    greatly He exults. The utmost desires of His heart are granted. He could not 
    wish nor ask for more. The cup of gladness overflows. 
    3. "For You welcomed him with the blessings of 
    goodness; You set a crown of pure gold on his head." 
    During the struggle and the deep abasement, God ever went 
    before Him, strewing blessings in His path; God's goodness ever paved His 
    way. And now He is crowned—crowned as Conqueror, crowned as King. High is 
    the throne on which He sits; omnipotent is the scepter which He wields. The 
    government is placed upon His shoulders. All power is given to Him in heaven 
    and in earth. Happy the subjects of this triumphant Lord! 
    4. "He asked life from You, and You gave it to him, 
    even length of days forever and ever." 
    
    In deepest agony He cried to God, who was able to save 
    Him from death, and His prayer was heard. The word is fulfilled, "With long 
    life will I satisfy Him, and show Him my salvation." Our High Priest 
    appears, and His happy testimony is, "I am He who lives and was dead; and 
    behold I am alive forevermore, Amen, and have the keys of hell and of 
    death." He is the resurrection and the life. He is our life. All who are one 
    with Him have for their portion the everlasting life of glory. 
    5, 6, 7. "His glory is great in Your salvation; You 
    have laid honor and majesty upon him. For You have made him most blessed 
    forever; You have made him exceeding glad with Your countenance. For the 
    king trusts in the Lord; and through the mercy of the Most High he shall not 
    be moved." 
    The Spirit multiplies to show Christ's present 
    blessedness. Great is His glory through God's saving hand. He is heir of all 
    the majesty which heaven can give. He is God over all, blessed forevermore. 
    Blessed Himself, He holds all blessings for His people. We, also, are 
    blessed with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Him. But what is 
    His all-surpassing joy? It is to bask forever in His heavenly Father's 
    smile. If He has sympathy with us, should not we, also, have sympathy with 
    Him? If our sorrows are His sorrows, should not His joy be ours? It is added 
    that His joy is the fruit of faith. He trusted and is thus exalted. Let us 
    believe and we shall similarly triumph. 
    8 - 12. "You will capture all your enemies. Your 
    strong right hand will seize all those who hate you. You will destroy them 
    as in a flaming furnace when you appear. The Lord will consume them in his 
    anger; fire will devour them. You will wipe their children from the face of 
    the earth; they will never have descendants. Although they plot against you, 
    their evil schemes will never succeed. For they will turn and run when they 
    see your arrows aimed at them."
    
    Jesus arises from His throne to consummate His final 
    victory. Then obstructing refuges shall fail. They shall call upon rocks and 
    mountains to conceal. They shall flee into every hiding-place which terror 
    can devise. But wrath shall drag them forth. Fearful images portray their 
    hopeless ruin. They shall agonize as in the flames of burning ovens. Fire 
    shall seize them as its prey. Unceasing anguish shall devour them. How vain 
    will be their flight when the arrows of the Most High pursue them! When that 
    day shall come, may we be on the Conqueror's side! 
    13. "Be exalted, Lord, in Your own strength; so will 
    we sing and praise Your power." 
    Such is the fitting chorus to this song of triumph. Let 
    every believer's voice call Jesus to His final exaltation. When that great 
    day shall come, may we lift up the voice and celebrate His glorious power! 
    Let us exalt Him now in heart, by life, in lip, by every faculty, and at 
    each moment. Let the eternal song be no new song to us!