1For the leader; on shoshannim. Of the Korahites. A maskil. A love song. My heart is astir with beautiful words: I will sing a song, concerning the king, with tongue like the pen of a ready writer.
2Your beauty is more than mortal, grace is shed over your lips: therefore God has blessed you forever.
3Warrior, strap your sword on your thigh. What glory and splendour!
4Good fortune attend you, as forth you ride in the cause of good faith, and as champion of justice. May your arm instruct you in deeds of dread.
5Sharp are your arrows; nations fall under you: pierced to the heart are the foes of the king.
6Your throne shall endure for ever and ever your royal sceptre a sceptre of equity.
7Right you love and wrong you hate: therefore the Lord your God anoints you With oil of gladness above your fellows.
8With myrrh, aloes, and cassia your robes are all fragrant, you are gladdened by music of ivory harps.
9King's daughters stand ready with jewels for you, at your right hand the queen in gold of Ophir.
10Listen, daughter, and see; and incline your ear: forget your folk and your father's house.