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 honourable women: at thy right hand doth stand the queen in gold of Ophir.
10Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father’s house;
11So shall the king desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.