PSALMS.
Chapter 45.
For the choir director; according to shoshannim;  a maskil by Korah’s descendants; a love song. My heart is overflowing with good news. I will direct my song to the king. My tongue is a pen for a skillful writer. 
You are the most handsome of Adam’s descendants. Grace is poured on your lips. That is why God has blessed you forever. 
O warrior, strap your sword to your side with your splendor and majesty. 
Ride on victoriously in your majesty for the cause of truth, humility, and righteousness. Let your right hand teach you awe-inspiring things. 
Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the king’s enemies. Nations fall beneath you. 
Your throne, O God, is forever and ever. The scepter in your kingdom is a scepter for justice. 
You have loved what is right and hated what is wrong. That is why God, your God, has anointed you, rather than your companions, with the oil of joy. 
All your robes are ⌞fragrant⌟ with myrrh, aloes, and cassia. From ivory palaces the music of stringed instruments delights you. 
The daughters of kings are among your noble ladies. The queen takes her place at your right hand and wears gold from Ophir. 
Listen, daughter! Look closely! Turn your ear ⌞toward me⌟. Forget your people, and forget your father’s house. 
The king longs for your beauty. He is your Lord. Worship him. 
The people of Tyre, the richest people, want to win your favor with a gift. 
The daughter of the king is glorious inside ⌞the palace⌟. Her dress is embroidered with gold. 
Wearing a colorful gown, she is brought to the king. Her bridesmaids follow her. They will be brought to you. 
With joy and delight they are brought in. They enter the palace of the king. 
Your sons will take the place of your father. You will make them princes over the whole earth. 
I will cause your name to be remembered throughout every generation. That is why the nations will give thanks to you forever and ever. 
