Psalms 45
Psalm 45
For the leader; on shoshannim. Of the Korahites. A maskil. A love song.
1 My heart is astir with beautiful words:I will sing a song, concerning the king,
with tongue like the pen of a ready writer.
2Your beauty is more than mortal,
grace is shed over your lips:
therefore God has blessed you forever.
3Warrior, strap your sword on your thigh.
What glory and splendour!
4Good 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.
5Sharp are your arrows; nations fall under you:
pierced to the heart are the foes of the king.
6Your throne shall endure for ever and ever
your royal sceptre a sceptre of equity.
7Right you love and wrong you hate:
therefore the Lord your God anoints you
With oil of gladness above your fellows.
8With myrrh, aloes, and cassia your robes are all fragrant,
you are gladdened by music of ivory harps.
9King’s daughters stand ready with jewels for you,
at your right hand the queen in gold of Ophir.
10Listen, daughter, and see; and incline your ear:
forget your folk and your father’s house.
11And when the king desires your beauty,
bow to him, for he is your lord.
12So shall the Tyrians come with gifts,
and the richest of people will do you homage.
13The king’s daughter is glorious altogether,
with dress of pearls inwrought with gold.
14In many-coloured robes she is led to the king,
with the virgin companions she brought in her train.
15The king’s palace they enter with joy and rejoicing.
16May sons of yours take the place of your fathers,
whom you will make princes in all the land.
17Your name will I celebrate world without end,
so that nations shall praise you for ever and ever.
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