1 My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of 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 most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.

4 And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.

5 Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king’s enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.

6 Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.

7 Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest 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 the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.

9 Kings’ daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did 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 shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.

12 And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift; even the rich among the people shall intreat thy favour.

13 The king’s daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of wrought gold.

14 She shall be brought unto the king in raiment of needlework: the virgins her companions that follow her shall be brought unto thee.

15 With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought: they shall enter into the king’s palace.

16 Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children, whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.

17 I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations: therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.

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. ]