1 {To the Chanter, upon Shoshannim, an instruction of the children of Korah; a song of love} My heart is inditing of a good matter; I speak the things which I have made unto the King. My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
2 Thou art the fairest among the children of men; full of grace are thy lips, because God hath blessed thee for ever.
3 Gird thee with thy sword upon thy thigh, O thou Most Mighty, according to thy worship and renown.
4 Good luck have thou with thine honour; ride on with the truth, meekness and righteousness: and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
5 Thy arrows are sharp, and the people shall be subdued unto thee, even in the midst among the king's enemies.
6 Thy seat, O God, endureth forever: the scepter of thy kingdom is a right scepter.
7 Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated iniquity; wherefore God, even thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.
8 All thy garments smell of myrrh, aloes and cassia, when thou comest out of thine ivory palaces in thy beautiful glory.
9 Kings' daughters go in thy goodly array, and upon thy righthand standeth the queen in a vesture of the most fine gold.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and consider; incline thine ear. Forget also thine own people, and thy father's house.
11 So shall the king have pleasure in thy beauty; for he is thy LORD, and thou shalt worship him.
12 The daughters of Tyre shall be there with gifts, the rich among the people shall make their supplication before thee.
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 that be her fellows shall bear her company, and shall be brought unto thee.
15 With joy and gladness shall they be brought, and shall enter into the king's palace.
16 Instead of thy fathers thou shalt have children, whom thou mayest make princes in all lands.
17 I will remember thy name from one generation to another; therefore shall the people give thanks unto thee, world without end.