⁰To the choirmaster, over the lilies, to the children of Korah, a poem, a song of the beloved.

¹My heart overflows with a good word; I say, my works are for the king; my tongue is the stylus of a skilled scribe.

²You are more beautiful than the children of man; favor is poured out on your lips; therefore God has blessed you forever.

³Gird your sword on your thigh, mighty one, your majesty and your splendor.

⁴And in your splendor prosper; ride out for the word of truth and gentleness and righteousness, and your right hand will teach you awesome things.

⁵Your arrows are sharpened; peoples fall beneath you, into the heart of the king's enemies.

⁶Your throne, O God, is forever and ever; a scepter of uprightness is the scepter of your kingdom.

⁷You loved righteousness and hated wickedness; that is why God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of joy beyond your companions.

⁸Myrrh and aloes and cassia are all your garments; from palaces of ivory the strings have made you glad.

⁹The daughters of kings are among your precious ones; the queen consort stands at your right hand in the fine gold of Ophir.

¹⁰Listen, daughter, and see, and bend your ear, and forget your people and your father's house.

¹¹Let the king desire your beauty, for he is your lord; bow down to him.

¹²And the daughter of Tyre will entreat your face with a gift, the rich of the people.

¹³All splendid is the king's daughter within; her clothing is of gold filigree.

¹⁴In embroidered robes she is brought to the king; virgins behind her, her companions, are brought to you.

¹⁵They are brought with gladness and rejoicing; they enter the palace of the king.

¹⁶In place of your fathers will be your sons; you will set them as officials in all the land.

¹⁷I will make your name remembered in every generation and generation; that is why peoples will give thanks to you forever and ever.