Psalm 45:1–9

¹My heart overfloweth with a goodly matter;

I speak the things which I have made touching the king:

My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

²Thou art fairer than the children of men;

Grace is poured into thy lips:

Therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.

³Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one,

Thy glory and thy majesty.

⁴And in thy majesty ride on prosperously,

Because of truth and meekness and righteousness:

And thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.

⁵Thine arrows are sharp;

The peoples fall under thee;

They are in the heart of the king’s enemies.

⁶Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever:

A sceptre of equity is the sceptre of thy kingdom.

⁷Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated wickedness:

Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee

With the oil of gladness above thy fellows.

⁸All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia;

Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made thee glad.

⁹Kings’ daughters are among thy honorable women:

At thy right hand doth stand the queen in gold of Ophir.