Psalms 45

1 For the music director. To the tune “Lilies.” A psalm (maskil) of the sons of Korah. A love song. I am moved to write about this wonderful subject. Let me share what I have written for the king. What I say comes from the pen of a skilled author.

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 more handsome than anyone else. You always speak graciously, for 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 on your sword, mighty warrior, stride out in glory and majesty!

Warrior, strap your sword on your thigh. What glory and splendor!

4 In your majesty ride out to victory, in the defense of truth, humility, and right, because you are strong and act powerfully.

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 sharp arrows pierce the hearts of your enemies; the nations fall under you.

Sharp are your arrows; nations fall under you: pierced to the heart are the foes of the king.

6 Your throne comes from God, and lasts forever and ever. The scepter with which you rule is a scepter of fairness.

Your throne shall endure for ever and ever your royal sceptre a sceptre of equity.

7 You love what is right and hate what is wrong. That is why God, your God, has placed you above everyone else by anointing you 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 Your robes are perfumed with aloes, myrrh, and cassia; music played on stringed instruments in palaces decorated with ivory makes you happy.

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 the noblewomen; the queen stands beside you on your right, wearing jewelry made of gold from Ophir.

King’s daughters stand ready with jewels for you, at your right hand the queen in gold of Ophir.

10 Listen to what I have to say, daughter; please pay attention. Don't pine for your people and your family.

Listen, daughter, and see; and incline your ear: forget your folk and your father’s house.

11 May the king desire you in your beauty; respect him, for he is your lord.

And when the king desires your beauty, bow to him, for he is your lord.

12 The people of Tyre will come with gifts; rich people will look for your favor.

So shall the Tyrians come with gifts, and the richest of people will do you homage.

13 Inside her preparation room the princess bride looks wonderful in her golden gown.

The king’s daughter is glorious altogether, with dress of pearls inwrought with gold.

14 Wearing her beautiful clothes she is brought to the king, followed by her bridesmaids.

In many-coloured robes she is led to the king, with the virgin companions she brought in her train.

15 What a happy, joyful procession enters the king's palace!

The king’s palace they enter with joy and rejoicing.

16 Your sons will take the place of your fathers; as princes you will make them rulers throughout the land.

May sons of yours take the place of your fathers, whom you will make princes in all the land.

17 Through my words you will be famous through all generations, and 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.