New Living Translation NLT
Young's Literal Translation YLT
1 Beautiful words stir my heart. I will recite a lovely poem about the king, for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet.
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To the Overseer. -- `On the Lilies.' -- By sons of Korah. -- An Instruction. -- A song of loves. My heart hath indited a good thing, I am telling my works to a king, My tongue [is] the pen of a speedy writer.
2 You are the most handsome of all. Gracious words stream from your lips. God himself has blessed you forever.
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Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.
3 Put on your sword, O mighty warrior! You are so glorious, so majestic!
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Gird Thy sword upon the thigh, O mighty, Thy glory and Thy majesty!
4 In your majesty, ride out to victory, defending truth, humility, and justice. Go forth to perform awe-inspiring deeds!
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As to Thy majesty -- prosper! -- ride! Because of truth, and meekness -- righteousness, And Thy right hand showeth Thee fearful things.
5 Your arrows are sharp, piercing your enemies’ hearts. The nations fall beneath your feet.
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Thine arrows [are] sharp, -- Peoples fall under Thee -- In the heart of the enemies of the king.
6 Your throne, O God, endures forever and ever. You rule with a scepter of justice.
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Thy throne, O God, [is] age-during, and for ever, A sceptre of uprightness [Is] the sceptre of Thy kingdom.
7 You love justice and hate evil. Therefore God, your God, has anointed you, pouring out the oil of joy on you more than on anyone else.
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Thou hast loved righteousness and hatest wickedness, Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee, Oil of joy above thy companions.
8 Myrrh, aloes, and cassia perfume your robes. In ivory palaces the music of strings entertains you.
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Myrrh and aloes, cassia! all thy garments, Out of palaces of ivory Stringed instruments have made thee glad.
9 Kings’ daughters are among your noble women. At your right side stands the queen, wearing jewelry of finest gold from Ophir!
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Daughters of kings [are] among thy precious ones, A queen hath stood at thy right hand, In pure gold of Ophir.
10 Listen to me, O royal daughter; take to heart what I say. Forget your people and your family far away.
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Hearken, O daughter, and see, incline thine ear, And forget thy people, and thy father's house,
11 For your royal husband delights in your beauty; honor him, for he is your lord.
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And the king doth desire thy beauty, Because he [is] thy lord -- bow thyself to him,
12 The princess of Tyre will shower you with gifts. The wealthy will beg your favor.
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And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people do appease thy face.
13 The bride, a princess, looks glorious in her golden gown.
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All glory [is] the daughter of the king within, Of gold-embroidered work [is] her clothing.
14 In her beautiful robes, she is led to the king, accompanied by her bridesmaids.
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In divers colours she is brought to the king, Virgins -- after her -- her companions, Are brought to thee.
15 What a joyful and enthusiastic procession as they enter the king’s palace!
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They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the king.
16 Your sons will become kings like their father. You will make them rulers over many lands.
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Instead of thy fathers are thy sons, Thou dost appoint them for princes in all the earth.
17 I will bring honor to your name in every generation. Therefore, the nations will praise you forever and ever.
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I make mention of Thy name in all generations, Therefore do peoples praise Thee, To the age, and for ever!