< Psalms 45 >
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies.” A Maskil of the sons of Korah. A love song. My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses to the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.
For the leader; on shoshannim. Of the Korahites. A maskil. A love song. My heart is astir with beautiful words: I will sing a song, concerning the king, with tongue like the pen of a ready writer.
2 You are the most handsome of men; grace has anointed your lips, since God has blessed you forever.
Your beauty is more than mortal, grace is shed over your lips: therefore God has blessed you forever.
3 Strap your sword at your side, O mighty warrior; appear in your majesty and splendor.
Warrior, strap your sword on your thigh. What glory and splendor!
4 In your splendor ride forth in victory on behalf of truth and humility and justice; may your right hand show your awesome deeds.
Good fortune attend you, as forth you ride in the cause of good faith, and as champion of justice. May your arm instruct you in deeds of dread.
5 Your arrows pierce the hearts of the king’s foes; the nations fall beneath your feet.
Sharp are your arrows; nations fall under you: pierced to the heart are the foes of the king.
6 Your throne, O God, endures forever and ever, and justice is the scepter of Your kingdom.
Your throne shall endure for ever and ever your royal sceptre a sceptre of equity.
7 You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness; therefore God, your God, has anointed you above your companions with the oil of joy.
Right you love and wrong you hate: therefore the Lord your God anoints you With oil of gladness above your fellows.
8 All your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia; from palaces of ivory the harps make you glad.
With myrrh, aloes, and cassia your robes are all fragrant, you are gladdened by music of ivory harps.
9 The daughters of kings are among your honored women; the queen stands at your right hand, adorned with the gold of Ophir.
King’s daughters stand ready with jewels for you, at your right hand the queen in gold of Ophir.
10 Listen, O daughter! Consider and incline your ear: Forget your people and your father’s house,
Listen, daughter, and see; and incline your ear: forget your folk and your father’s house.
11 and the king will desire your beauty; bow to him, for he is your lord.
And when the king desires your beauty, bow to him, for he is your lord.
12 The Daughter of Tyre will come with a gift; men of wealth will seek your favor.
So shall the Tyrians come with gifts, and the richest of people will do you homage.
13 All glorious is the princess in her chamber; her gown is embroidered with gold.
The king’s daughter is glorious altogether, with dress of pearls inwrought with gold.
14 In colorful garments she is led to the king; her virgin companions are brought before you.
In many-coloured robes she is led to the king, with the virgin companions she brought in her train.
15 They are led in with joy and gladness; they enter the palace of the king.
The king’s palace they enter with joy and rejoicing.
16 Your sons will succeed your fathers; you will make them princes throughout the land.
May sons of yours take the place of your fathers, whom you will make princes in all the land.
17 I will commemorate your name through all generations; therefore the nations will praise you forever and ever.
Your name will I celebrate world without end, so that nations shall praise you for ever and ever.