45:1  To the choirmaster: according to Lilies. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah a love song. My heart overflows with a goodly theme; I address my verses to the king; my tongue is like the pen of a ready scribe.

45:2  You are the fairest of the sons of men; grace is poured upon your lips; therefore God has blessed you for ever.

45:3  Gird your sword upon your thigh, O mighty one, in your glory and majesty!

45:4  In your majesty ride forth victoriously for the cause of truth and to defend the right; let your right hand teach you dread deeds!

45:5  Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; the peoples fall under you.

45:6  Your divine throne endures for ever and ever. Your royal scepter is a scepter of equity;

45:7  you love righteousness and hate wickedness. Therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness above your fellows;

45:8  your robes are all fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia. From ivory palaces stringed instruments make you glad;

45:9  daughters of kings are among your ladies of honor; at your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir.

45:10  Hear, O daughter, consider, and incline your ear; forget your people and your father's house;

45:11  and the king will desire your beauty. Since he is your lord, bow to him;

45:12  the people of Tyre will sue your favor with gifts, the richest of the people

45:13  with all kinds of wealth. The princess is decked in her chamber with gold-woven robes;

45:14  in many-colored robes she is led to the king, with her virgin companions, her escort, in her train.

45:15  With joy and gladness they are led along as they enter the palace of the king.

45:16  Instead of your fathers shall be your sons; you will make them princes in all the earth.

45:17  I will cause your name to be celebrated in all generations; therefore the peoples will praise you for ever