Psalm 45

For the choir director. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of the sons of Korah. A maskil. A love song.

1My heart overflows with a good theme; I recite my verses for the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.

2You are the most handsome of men; grace has been poured on your lips; therefore God has blessed you forever.

3Strap your sword on your thigh, mighty warrior, in your splendor and your majesty.

4In your majesty ride on victoriously for the cause of truth and humility and righteousness; let your right hand teach you awesome deeds.

5Your arrows are sharp; peoples fall beneath you; they pierce the heart of the king’s enemies.

6Your throne, God, is forever and ever; the scepter of your kingdom is a scepter of justice.

7You love righteousness and hate wickedness; therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness beyond your companions.

8All your robes are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia; from palaces adorned with ivory, stringed instruments make you glad.

9Daughters of kings are among your honored women; at your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir.

10Listen, daughter; consider and pay attention: forget your people and your father’s house,

11and the king will desire your beauty. Since he is your lord, bow down to him.

12The daughter of Tyre will come with a gift; the richest of the people will seek your favor.

13The king’s daughter is all glorious within; her clothing is woven with gold.

14In embroidered garments she is led to the king; the young women, her companions following her, are brought to you.

15They are led in with joy and gladness; they enter the palace of the king.

16In place of your fathers will be your sons; you will make them princes in all the land.

17I will make your name remembered in every generation; therefore the peoples will praise you forever and ever.