Psalm 45----To the choirmaster- according to Lilies. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah- a love song.----My heart overflows with a pleasing theme--- I address my verses to the king--- my tongue is like the pen of a ready scribe.--You are the most handsome of the sons of men--- grace is poured upon your lips--- therefore God has blessed you forever.--Gird your sword on your thigh, O mighty one,-- in your splendor and majesty---In your majesty ride out victoriously-- for the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness--- let your right hand teach you awesome deeds---Your arrows are sharp-- in the heart of the king's enemies--- the peoples fall under you.--Your throne, O God, is forever and ever.-- The scepter of your kingdom is a scepter of uprightness--- you have loved righteousness and hated wickedness.--Therefore God, your God, has anointed you-- with the oil of gladness beyond your companions--- your robes are all fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia.--From ivory palaces stringed instruments make you glad--- daughters of kings are among your ladies of honor--- at your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir.--Hear, O daughter, and consider, and incline your ear--- forget your people and your father's house,-- and the king will desire your beauty.--Since he is your lord, bow to him.-- The people of Tyre will seek your favor with gifts,-- the richest of the people.--All glorious is the princess in her chamber, with robes interwoven with gold.-- In many-colored robes she is led to the king,-- with her virgin companions following behind her.--...