Psalms 45

1 To the ouercomere for the lilies, the most loued song of lernyng of the sones of Chore. Myn herte hath teld out a good word; Y seie my workis `to the kyng. Mi tunge is `a penne of a writere; writynge swiftli.

TO THE OVERSEER. [SET] ON “LILIES.” AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. A SONG OF LOVES. My heart has stirred a good word, I am telling my works to the King, My tongue [is] the pen of a speedy writer.

2 Crist, thou art fairer in schap than the sones of men; grace is spred abrood in thi lippis; therfor God blessid thee withouten ende.

You have been beautified above the sons of men, Grace has been poured into Your lips, Therefore God has blessed You for all time.

3 Be thou gird with thi swerd; on thi hipe most myytili.

Gird Your sword on the thigh, O Mighty [One], Your splendor and Your majesty!

4 Biholde thou in thi schaplynesse and thi fairnesse; come thou forth with prosperite, and regne thou. For treuthe, and myldenesse, and riytfulnesse; and thi riyt hond schal lede forth thee wondurfuli.

As for Your majesty—prosper [and] ride! Because of truth, meekness, [and] righteousness, And Your right hand shows You fearful things.

5 Thi scharpe arowis schulen falle in to the hertis of the enemyes of the kyng; puplis schulen be vndur thee.

Your arrows [are] sharp—Peoples fall under You—In the heart of the enemies of the King.

6 God, thi seete is in to the world of world; the yerde of thi rewme is a yerde of riyt reulyng, `ethir of equite.

Your throne, O God, [is for] all time and forever, A scepter of uprightness [Is] the scepter of Your kingdom.

7 Thou louedist riytfulnesse, and hatidist wickidnesse; therfor thou, God, thi God, anoyntide thee with the oile of gladnesse, more than thi felowis.

You have loved righteousness and hate wickedness, Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You With oil of joy above Your companions.

8 Mirre, and gumme, and cassia, of thi clothis, of the `housis yuer;

Myrrh, and aloes, [and] cassia [Cover] all Your garments; Out of palaces of ivory, Stringed instruments have made You glad.

9 of whiche the douytris of kyngis delitiden thee. A queen stood nyy on thi riyt side in clothing ouergildid; cumpassid with dyuersitee.

Daughters of kings [are] among Your precious ones, A queen has stood at Your right hand, In pure gold of Ophir.

10 Douyter, here thou, and se, and bowe doun thin eere; and foryete thi puple, and the hows of thi fadir.

Listen, O daughter, and see, incline your ear, And forget your people, and your father’s house,

11 And the kyng schal coueyte thi fairnesse; for he is thi Lord God, and thei schulen worschipe hym.

And the King desires your beauty, Because He [is] your Lord—bow yourself to Him,

12 And the douytris of Tire in yiftis; alle the riche men of the puple schulen biseche thi cheer.

And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people appease your face.

13 Al the glorye of that douyter of the kyng is with ynne in goldun hemmes;

All glory [is] the daughter of the king within, Her clothing [is] with filigrees of gold.

14 sche is clothid aboute with dyuersitees. Virgyns schulen be brouyt to the kyng aftir hir; hir neiyboressis schulen be brouyt to thee.

In various colors she is brought to the King; Afterward, virgins, her companions, Are brought to You.

15 Thei schulen be brouyt in gladnesse, and ful out ioiyng; thei schulen be brouyt in to the temple of the kyng.

They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the King.

16 Sones ben borun to thee, for thi fadris; thou schalt ordeyne hem princes on al erthe.

Instead of Your fathers are Your sons, You appoint them for princes in all the earth.

17 Lord, thei schulen be myndeful of thi name; in ech generacioun, and in to generacioun. Therfor puplis schulen knouleche to thee withouten ende; and in to the world of world.

I make mention of Your Name in all generations, Therefore peoples praise You, For all time and forever!