My Heart Is Stirred by a Noble Theme

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies.” A Maskil of the sons of Korah. A love song.

My heart is stirred by a noble theme

as I recite my verses to the king;

my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.

You are the most handsome of men;

grace has anointed your lips,

since God has blessed you forever.

Strap your sword at your side, O mighty warrior;

appear in your majesty and splendor.

In your splendor ride forth in victory

on behalf of truth and humility and justice;

may your right hand show your awesome deeds.

Your arrows pierce the hearts of the king’s foes;

the nations fall beneath your feet.

Your throne, O God, endures forever and ever,

and justice is the scepter of Your kingdom.

You have loved righteousness

and hated wickedness;

therefore God, your God, has anointed you

above your companions with the oil of joy.

All your garments are fragrant

with myrrh and aloes and cassia;

from palaces of ivory the harps make you glad.

The daughters of kings are among your honored women;

the queen stands at your right hand,

adorned with the gold of Ophir.

Listen, O daughter! Consider and incline your ear:

Forget your people and your father’s house,

and the king will desire your beauty;

bow to him, for he is your lord.

The Daughter of Tyre will come with a gift;

men of wealth will seek your favor.

All glorious is the princess in her chamber;

her gown is embroidered with gold.

In colorful garments she is led to the king;

her virgin companions are brought before you.

They are led in with joy and gladness;

they enter the palace of the king.

Your sons will succeed your fathers;

you will make them princes throughout the land.

I will commemorate your name through all generations;

therefore the nations will praise you forever and ever.