1To the chief Musician. Upon Shoshannim. Of the sons of Korah. An instruction; — a song of the Beloved. My heart is welling forth with a good matter: I say what I have composed touching the king. My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
2Thou art fairer than the sons of men; grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.
3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one, in thy majesty and thy splendour;
4And in thy splendour ride prosperously, because of truth and meekness and righteousness: and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
5Thine arrows are sharp — peoples fall under thee — in the heart of the king's enemies.
6Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever; a sceptre of uprightness is the sceptre of thy kingdom: