Your strength, God, is the king's strength. Helped, he's hollering Hosannas.
You gave him exactly what he wanted; you didn't hold back.
You filled his arms with gifts; you gave him a right royal welcome.
He wanted a good life; you gave it to him, and then made it a long life as a bonus.
You lifted him high and bright as a cumulus cloud, then dressed him in rainbow colors.
You pile blessings on him; you make him glad when you smile.