Psalm 45

Your Throne, O God, Is Forever

To the choirmaster: according to Lilies. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah; a love song.

¹My heart overflows with a pleasing theme;

I address my verses to the king;

my tongue is like the pen of a ready scribe.

²You are the most handsome of the sons of men;

grace is poured upon your lips;

therefore God has blessed you forever.

³Gird your sword on your thigh, O mighty one,

in your splendor and majesty!

⁴In your majesty ride out victoriously

for the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;

let your right hand teach you awesome deeds!

⁵Your arrows are sharp

in the heart of the king's enemies;

the peoples fall under you.

⁶Your throne, O God, is forever and ever.

The scepter of your kingdom is a scepter of uprightness;

⁷you have loved righteousness and hated wickedness.

Therefore God, your God, has anointed you

with the oil of gladness beyond your companions;

⁸your robes are all fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia.

From ivory palaces stringed instruments make you glad;

⁹daughters of kings are among your ladies of honor;

at your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir.

¹⁰Hear, O daughter, and consider, and incline your ear:

forget your people and your father's house,

¹¹and the king will desire your beauty.

Since he is your lord, bow to him.

¹²The people of Tyre will seek your favor with gifts,

the richest of the people.

¹³All glorious is the princess in her chamber, with robes interwoven with gold.

¹⁴In many-colored robes she is led to the king,

with her virgin companions following behind her.

¹⁵With joy and gladness they are led along

as they enter the palace of the king.

¹⁶In place of your fathers shall be your sons;

you will make them princes in all the earth.

¹⁷I will cause your name to be remembered in all generations;

therefore nations will praise you forever and ever.