Psalms 45:3
Girde thee with thy sworde vpon thy thygh O thou most mightie: that is with thy glorie and thy maiestie.
Girde thee with thy sworde vpon thy thygh O thou most mightie: that is with thy glorie and thy maiestie.
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4 Prosper thou with thy maiestie, ryde on the worde of trueth and of affliction for ryghteousnesse sake: and thy ryght hande shall teache thee terrible thynges.
5 Thyne arrowes are sharpe: a people the kynges enemies shall submit in heart them selues vnto thee.
6 Thy throne O Lorde endureth for euer and euer: the scepter of ryghteousnesse is the scepter of thy kyngdome.
7 Thou hast loued iustice and hated vngodlynesse: wherfore the Lorde euen thy Lorde hath annoynted thee with the oyle of gladnesse more then thy felowes.
8 All thy garmentes smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cassia, out of the iuorie palaces: wherby they haue made thee glad.
9 Kynges daughters are amongst thy honourable women: vpon thy ryght hande standeth the queene in a vesture of golde of Ophir.
1 To the chiefe musition (on the instrument) Sosannim (to be song of the) children of Corach. A song of loue, geuyng wise instructions. My heart is endityng of a good matter: I wyll dedicate my workes vnto the king, my tongue is as the penne of a redy writer.
2 Thou art fayrer then the children of men, full of grace are thy lippes: because the Lorde hath blessed thee for euer.
10 Decke thy selfe now with excellencie and maiestie, and araye thy selfe with beautie and glory:
13 Thou hast a mightie arme: thy hand is strong, and thy right hand is exalted.
39 Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto battayle: thou hast made them to bowe downe vnder me who haue rysen vp agaynst me.
4 Thou art honourable: and of more puissaunce then the mountaynes of robbers.
40 Thou hast gyrded me about with might to battayle: and them that rose against me, hast thou subdued vnder me.
3 Make redy buckler and shielde, and go foorth to fight.
4 Harnesse your horses, and set your selues vpon them, set your sallets fast on, bryng foorth speares, scoure your swordes, and put on your brestplates.
35 Thou hast geuen me the shielde of thy saluation: thy ryght hande also hath helde me vp, and through thy great gentlenesse I haue increased.
5 His honour is great through thy saluation: thou hast layde glorie and great worship vpon him.
6 For thou hast placed him to be blessinges for euer: and hast made him glad with the ioy of thy countenaunce.
35 He teacheth my handes to fight: that euen a bowe of steele is broken with myne armes.
36 Thou hast geuen me the shielde of thy saluation: and with thy louing mekenesse thou doest multiplie me.
8 Euery man also hath his sworde vpon his thigh, because of feare in the night.
11 So shall the kyng haue pleasure in thy beautie: for he is thy Lorde, and worship thou hym.
5 The Lorde at thy right hande: wyll wounde euen kinges in the day of his wrath.
6 The hygh promotions of the Lorde shalbe in their mouth: and a two edged sworde in their handes.
17 For thou art the glory of their strength: and in thy louing kindnes thou wylt lift vp our hornes.
2 He hath made my mouth lyke a sharpe sworde, vnder the shadowe of his hande hath he defended me, and hid me in his quiuer as a good arrowe,
2 God wyll sende the scepter of his power out of Sion: rule thou in the midst of thyne enemies.
3 Thy people wyll be very wyllyng in the time of shewing thy most mightie power with a beautifull holynes: the deawe of thy byrth is to thee from the wombe as from the morning.
3 Thou shalt be a crowne in the hande of the Lorde, and a glorious garlande in the hande of thy God.
25 Thy men shal perishe with the sword, and thy valiaunt souldiours in the battayle O Hierusalem.
13 The kynges daughter is all glorious within: her clothyng is of wrought golde.
43 Thou hast turned the harde edge of his sworde: and thou hast not lifted him vp in the battayle.
16 And hath on his vesture and on his thygh a name written, King of kinges, and Lorde of lordes.
3 But thou O God art a buckler for me: thou art my worship, and the lifter vp of my head.
4 Thy necke is like the towre of Dauid buylded with costly stones, lying out on the sides wherevpon there hange a thousande shieldes: yea all the weapons of the giauntes.
1 Of Dauid. Blessed be God my rocke: who teacheth my handes to warre, and my fingers to fyght.
5 Righteousnesse shalbe the gyrdle of his loynes, and faythfulnesse the gyrding vp of his raynes.
13 Deliuer thou me O God from men which be thy hande: from men, from the worlde, whose portion is in this lyfe, whose bellyes thou fyllest with thy priuie treasure.
5 Exalt thy selfe O God aboue the heauen: thy glory is aboue all the earth.
2 Lay hand vppon a shielde & buckler: and stande vp to helpe me.
10 Who geueth victorie vnto kynges: who redeemeth Dauid his seruaunt from peryll of the sworde.
16 The ryght hande of God is on hygh: the right hande of God bryngeth mightie thynges to passe.
1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. The kyng ought to reioyce in thy strength O God: and he ought to be exceedyng glad of thy saluation.
1 A tribute vnto God O ye sonnes of princes: attribute vnto God glory and strength.
32 It is God that hath gyrded me with valiauntnesse of warre: and he hath made my way playne.
9 Thy bow was manyfestly reuealed, and the othes of the tribes were a sure word. Selah. thou diddest cleaue the earth with riuers.
13 Be thou exalted O God accordyng to thine owne might: so we wyll sing, and with psalmes we wyll prayse thy power.
1 God raigneth, he is clothed with a glorious maiestie, God is clothed with strength: he hath girded hym selfe, he hath made the worlde so sure that it can not be moued.
23 Though the quiuers rattle vpon him, though the speare and shielde glister:
1 O howe pleasaunt are thy treadynges with thy shoes, thou princes daughter? the ioyntes of thy thighes are like a faire iewell, which is wrought by a cunnyng workemaister.