Psalms 45

¹My heart is overflowing with a good matter; I will address my work to the king: May my tongue be like the pen of a ready writer!

²Thou art the fairest of the sons of men; Grace is poured upon thy lips; For God hath blessed thee for ever!

³Gird thy sword to thy thigh, thou hero!-Thy glory and ornament!

⁴In thy glorious array ride forth victoriously, On account of truth and mildness and justice; And thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things!

⁵Thine arrows are sharp; Nations shall fall before thee; They shall pierce the hearts of the king’s enemies.

⁶Thy throne is God’s for ever and ever; The sceptre of thy kingdom is a sceptre of equity!

⁷Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest iniquity; Therefore hath God, thy God, anointed thee With the oil of gladness above thy fellows!

⁸All thy garments are myrrh, aloes, and cassia; From ivory palaces stringed instruments delight thee.

⁹Daughters of kings are among thy chosen women; On the right hand stands the queen In gold of Ophir.

¹⁰Listen, O daughter! consider, and incline thine ear; Forget thy people and thy father’s house!

¹¹For the king is captivated with thy beauty; He is now thy lord; honor thou him!

¹²So shall the daughter of Tyre seek thy favor with gifts, The rich among the people.

¹³All glorious is the king’s daughter in her apartment; Her robe is embroidered with gold.

¹⁴In variegated garments shall she be led to the king; The virgin companions that follow her shall be brought unto thee.

¹⁵With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought; They shall enter the king’s palace.

¹⁶Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children, Whom thou shalt make princes through all the land.

¹⁷I will make thy name memorable throughout all generations; So shall the nations praise thee for ever and ever!

¹My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

²Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.

³Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.

⁴And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.

⁵Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king’s enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.

⁶Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.

⁷Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness: therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.

⁸All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.

⁹Kings’ daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.

¹⁰Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father’s house;

¹¹So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.

¹²And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift; even the rich among the people shall intreat thy favour.

¹³The king’s daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of wrought gold.

¹⁴She shall be brought unto the king in raiment of needlework: the virgins her companions that follow her shall be brought unto thee.

¹⁵With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought: they shall enter into the king’s palace.

¹⁶Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children, whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.

¹⁷I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations: therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.