Psalms 45

1 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.

My 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.

2 Your beauty is more than mortal, grace is shed over your lips: therefore God has blessed you forever.

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

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

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

4 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.

And in thy majesty ride triumphantly because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and thy right hand shall shew thee dreadful things.

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

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

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

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

7 Right you love and wrong you hate: therefore the Lord your God anoints you With oil of gladness above your fellows.

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

8 With myrrh, aloes, and cassia your robes are all fragrant, you are gladdened by music of ivory harps.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

17 Your name will I celebrate world without end, so that nations shall praise you for ever and ever.

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