1 Vir die musiekleier; op die wysie van: "Lelies." Van die kinders van Korag. 'n Onderwysing. 'n Lied van die liefde.
2 My hart word bewoë deur goeie woorde; ek dra my gedigte voor aangaande 'n Koning; my tong is die pen van 'n vaardige skrywer.
3 U is veel skoner as die mensekinders; genade is uitgestort op u lippe; daarom het God U geseënvir ewig.
4 Gord u swaard aan die heup, o held, u majesteit en u heerlikheid;
5 ja, u heerlikheid! Ry voorspoedig ter wille van waarheid en ootmoed en geregtigheid; en laat u regterhand U vreeslike dinge leer!
6 U pyle is skerp volke val onder U!; hulle tref in die hart van die Koning se vyande.
7 U troon, o God, is vir ewig en altyd; die septer van u koninkryk is 'n regverdige septer.
8 U het geregtigheid lief en haat goddeloosheid. Daarom het, o God, u God U gesalf met vreugde-olie bo u metgeselle.
9 Al u klere is mirre en alewee en kassie; uit ivoorpaleise maak snarespel U bly.
10 Dogters van konings is onder u staatsdogters; die koningin staan aan u regterhand in goud van Ofir.
11 Hoor, o dogter, en kyk en neig u oor, en vergeet u volk en die huis van u vader;
12 en as die Koning u skoonheid begeer -- want Hy is u Heer -- buig u dan voor Hom neer.
13 En, o dogter van Tirus -- met geskenke sal hulle u guns soek, ja, die rykstes van die mense.
14 Louter heerlikheid is die Koning se dogter daarbinne; van gouddraad is haar kleding.
15 In veelkleurige gewade word sy na die Koning gelei; jonkvroue agter haar, haar vriendinne, word na U gebring.
16 Hulle word gelei met vreugde en gejuig; hulle gaan in die Koning se paleis in.
17 In die plek van u vaders sal u seuns wees; U sal hulle aanstel as vorste in die hele land. [ (Psalms 45:18) U Naam wil ek vermeld van geslag tot geslag; daarom sal die volke U loof vir ewig en altyd. ]
1 My heart overfloweth with a goodly matter;
I speak the things which I have made touching the king:
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
2 Thou art fairer than the children of men;
Grace is poured into thy lips:
Therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.
3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one,
Thy glory and thy majesty.
4 And in thy majesty ride on prosperously,
Because of truth and meekness and righteousness:
And thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
5 Thine arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under thee;
They are in the heart of the king’s enemies.
6 Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever:
A sceptre of equity is the sceptre of thy kingdom.
7 Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated wickedness:
Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee
With the oil of gladness above thy fellows.
8 All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made thee glad.
9 Kings’ daughters are among thy honorable women:
At thy right hand doth stand the queen in gold of Ophir.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear;
Forget also thine own people, and thy father’s house:
11 So will the king desire thy beauty;
For he is thy lord; and reverence thou him.
12 And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift;
The rich among the people shall entreat thy favor.
13 The king’s daughter within the palace is all glorious:
Her clothing is inwrought with gold.
14 She shall be led unto the king in broidered work:
The virgins her companions that follow her
Shall be brought unto thee.
15 With gladness and rejoicing shall they be led:
They shall enter into the king’s palace.
16 Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children,
Whom thou shalt make princes in all the earth.
17 I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations:
Therefore shall the peoples give thee thanks for ever and ever.