[1] To the choirmaster: according to Lilies. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah;
a love song. [2] My heart overflows with a goodly theme; I address my
verses to the king; my tongue is like the pen of a ready scribe. [3] You
are the fairest of the sons of men; grace is poured upon your lips;
therefore God has blessed you for ever. [4] Gird your sword upon your
thigh, O mighty one, in your glory and majesty! [5] In your majesty ride
forth victoriously for the cause of truth and to defend the right; let your
right hand teach you dread deeds! [6] Your arrows are sharp in the heart of
the king's enemies; the peoples fall under you. [7] Your divine throne
endures for ever and ever. Your royal scepter is a scepter of equity; [8]
you love righteousness and hate wickedness. Therefore God, your God, has
anointed you with the oil of gladness above your fellows; [9] your robes
are all fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia. From ivory palaces
stringed instruments make you glad; [10] daughters of kings are among your
ladies of honor; at your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir. [11]
Hear, O daughter, consider, and incline your ear; forget your people and
your father's house; [12] and the king will desire your beauty. Since he is
your lord, bow to him; [13] the people of Tyre will sue your favor with
gifts, the richest of the people [14] with all kinds of wealth. The
princess is decked in her chamber with gold-woven robes; [15] in
many-colored robes she is led to the king, with her virgin companions, her
escort, in her train. [16] With joy and gladness they are led along as they
enter the palace of the king. [17] Instead of your fathers shall be your
sons; you will make them princes in all the earth. [ (Psalms 45:18) I will
cause your name to be celebrated in all generations; therefore the peoples
will praise you for ever and ever. ]