| 1 To the chief Musician upon Shoshannim, for the sons of Korah, Maschil, A Song of loves. 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 Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever. |
| 3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty. |
| 4 And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things. |
| 5 Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; whereby the people fall under thee. |
| 6 Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre. |
| 7 Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness: therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows. |
| 8 All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad. |
| 9 Kings' daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir. |
| 10 Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father's house; |
| 11 So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him. |
| 12 And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift; even the rich among the people shall entreat thy favour. |