Psalms 45

1 To the chief Musician upon Shoshannim, for the sons of Korah, Maschil, A Song of loves. My heart is overflowing with a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made concerning the king: my tongue is the pen of a skilful 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 Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.

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

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

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

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

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 Thy arrows are sharp in the heart of the king’s enemies; by which the people fall under thee.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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