[1] My heart is stirred by a beautiful song. I say, "I have composed this special song for the king; my tongue is as skilled as the stylus of an experienced scribe." [2] You are the most handsome of all men. You speak in an impressive and fitting manner. For this reason God grants you continual blessings. [3] Strap your sword to your thigh, O warrior. Appear in your majestic splendor. [4] Appear in your majesty and be victorious. Ride forth for the sake of what is right, on behalf of justice. Then your right hand will accomplish mighty acts. [5] Your arrows are sharp and penetrate the hearts of the king's enemies. Nations fall at your feet. [6] Your throne, O God, is permanent. The scepter of your kingdom is a scepter of justice. [7] You love justice and hate evil. For this reason God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of joy, elevating you above your companions. [8] All your garments are perfumed with myrrh, aloes, and cassia. From the luxurious palaces comes the music of stringed instruments that makes you happy. [9] Princesses are among your honored women. Your bride stands at your right hand, wearing jewelry made with gold from Ophir. [10] Listen, O princess. Observe and pay attention! Forget your homeland and your family. [11] Then the king will be attracted by your beauty. After all, he is your master. Submit to him. [12] Rich people from Tyre will seek your favor by bringing a gift. [13] The princess looks absolutely magnificent, decked out in pearls and clothed in a brocade trimmed with gold. [14] In embroidered robes she is escorted to the king. Her attendants, the maidens of honor who follow her, are led before you. [15] They are bubbling with joy as they walk in procession and enter the royal palace. [16] Your sons will carry on the dynasty of your ancestors; you will make them princes throughout the land. [17] I will proclaim your greatness through the coming years, then the nations will praise you forever.
