Psalm 45 | King James Version
1To 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.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 most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.4And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.5Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king' enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.6Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.7Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest 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 the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.9Kings'daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.10Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father' house;11So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.12And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift; even the rich among the people shall intreat thy favour.13The king' daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of wrought gold.14She shall be brought unto the king in raiment of needlework: the virgins her companions that follow her shall be brought unto thee.15With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought: they shall enter into the king' palace.16Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children, whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.17I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations: therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.
English Standard Version
Your Throne, O God, Is Forever
1To the choirmaster: according to Lilies. A Maskil* of the Sons of Korah; a love song. My heart overflows with a pleasing theme; I address my verses to the king; my tongue is like the pen of a ready scribe.2You are the most handsome of the sons of men; grace is poured upon your lips; therefore God has blessed you forever.3Gird your sword on your thigh, O mighty one, in your splendor and majesty!4In your majesty ride out victoriously for the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness; let your right hand teach you awesome deeds!5Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the king’s enemies; the peoples fall under you.6Your throne, O God, is forever and ever. The scepter of your kingdom is a scepter of uprightness;7you have loved righteousness and hated wickedness. Therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness beyond your companions;8your robes are all fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia. From ivory palaces stringed instruments make you glad;9daughters of kings are among your ladies of honor; at your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir.10Hear, O daughter, and consider, and incline your ear: forget your people and your father’s house,11and the king will desire your beauty. Since he is your lord, bow to him.12The people* of Tyre will seek your favor with gifts, the richest of the people.*13All glorious is the princess in her chamber, with robes interwoven with gold.14In many-colored robes she is led to the king, with her virgin companions following behind her.15With joy and gladness they are led along as they enter the palace of the king.16In place of your fathers shall be your sons; you will make them princes in all the earth.17I will cause your name to be remembered in all generations; therefore nations will praise you forever and ever.
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