{"type":"rich","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Transistor","provider_url":"https://transistor.fm","author_name":"Daily Psalms - Classical Psalms Every Day","title":"Psalm Chapter 21","html":"<iframe width=\"100%\" height=\"180\" frameborder=\"no\" scrolling=\"no\" seamless src=\"https://share.transistor.fm/e/4dea420c\"></iframe>","width":"100%","height":180,"duration":113,"description":"Psalm 21: The King Who Cannot Keep a Secret\nIf Psalm 20 was the hushed prayer whispered on the eve of battle, Psalm 21 is the bright song sung the morning after. The king has come home with everything — the crown, the long days, the desire of his heart — and yet notice what he cannot seem to do: take credit for any of it. \"Thou hast given him... thou hast not withholden... thou settest a crown... thou gavest it him.\" The verbs are all His. The victor stands at the center of the celebration and insists, like a man who has just been startled by kindness, that none of this is really his. And that may be the hardest miracle of all. To receive a gift without quietly believing you had earned it, to be crowned and not turn it into an occupation — this is rarer in kings than in children. The psalm ends where every honest joy ends: not with \"look what I have,\" but with \"be thou exalted, Lord.\"\n00:00 The King Rejoices in Thy Salvation\n00:12 Thou Hast Given Him His Heart's Desire\n00:24 A Crown of Pure Gold\n00:36 The King Trusteth in the Lord\n00:48 Thine Hand Shall Find Out Thine Enemies\n01:05 Be Thou Exalted, Lord","thumbnail_url":"https://img.transistorcdn.com/C2WseAXS5mwLSdrov_M_2jK4yq73Ie3qsXM5YHymD9c/rs:fill:0:0:1/w:400/h:400/q:60/mb:500000/aHR0cHM6Ly9pbWct/dXBsb2FkLXByb2R1/Y3Rpb24udHJhbnNp/c3Rvci5mbS8zYTI4/MzVhZWJjYTI1MDMy/ODg4MTI5NzlhMDg5/NmY2ZS5wbmc.webp","thumbnail_width":300,"thumbnail_height":300}