King James VersionPsalms45

Psalms

1 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 in­treat thy favour.
13 The king's daugh­ter is all glo­ri­ous with­in: her cloth­ing is of wrought gold.
14 She shall be brought unto the king in rai­ment of needle­work: the vir­gins her com­pan­ions that fol­low her shall be brought unto thee.
15 With glad­ness and re­joic­ing shall they be brought: they shall en­ter into the king's palace.
16 In­stead of thy fa­thers shall be thy chil­dren, whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.
17 I will make thy name to be re­mem­bered in all gen­er­a­tions: there­fore shall the peo­ple praise thee for ever and ev­er.