Psalms 45:11
So shal the King haue pleasure in thy beautie: for he is thy Lord, and reuerence thou him.
So shal the King haue pleasure in thy beautie: for he is thy Lord, and reuerence thou him.
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8All thy garments smell of myrrhe & aloes, and cassia, when thou commest out of the yuorie palaces, where they haue made thee glad.
9Kings daugthers were among thine honorable wiues: vpon thy right hand did stand the Queene in a vesture of golde of Ophir.
10Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine eare: forget also thine owne people and thy fathers house.
12And the daughter of Tyrus with the rich of the people shall doe homage before thy face with presents.
13The Kings daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of broydred golde.
14She shalbe brought vnto the King in raiment of needle worke: the virgins that follow after her, and her companions shall be brought vnto thee.
2Thou art fayrer then the children of men: grace is powred in thy lips, because God hath blessed thee for euer.
3Gird thy sword vpon thy thigh, O most mightie, to wit, thy worship and thy glory,
11And shalt see among the captiues a beautifull woman, and hast a desire vnto her, & wouldest take her to thy wife,
12And I put a frontlet vpon thy face, and earings in thine eares, and a beautifull crowne vpon thine head.
13Thus wast thou deckt with gold and siluer, and thy rayment was of fine linen, and silke, and broydred worke: thou didest eate fine floure, and honie and oyle, and thou wast very beautifull, and thou didest grow vp into a kingdome.
14And thy name was spred among the heathen for thy beautie: for it was perfite through my beautie which I had set vpon thee, saith the Lord God.
15Nowe thou didest trust in thine owne beautie, and playedst the harlot, because of thy renowme, and hast powred out thy fornications on euery one that passed by, thy desire was to him.
5Thine head vpon thee is as skarlet, and the bush of thine head like purple: the King is tyed in the rafters.
6Howe faire art thou, and howe pleasant art thou, O my loue, in pleasures!
25Desire not her beautie in thine heart, neither let her take thee with her eye lids.
10(40:5) Decke thy selfe now with maiestie & excellencie, & aray thy selfe with beautie & glory.
1Howe beautifull are thy goings with shooes, O princes daughter! the ioynts of thy thighs are like iewels: the worke of the hande of a cunning workeman.
8Exalt her, and she shall exalt thee: she shall bring thee to honour, if thou embrace her.
9She shal giue a comely ornamet vnto thine head, yea, she shal giue thee a crowne of glorie.
2Let him kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is better then wine.
3Because of the sauour of thy good ointments thy name is as an ointment powred out: therefore the virgins loue thee.
4Drawe me: we will runne after thee: the King hath brought me into his chabers: we will reioyce and be glad in thee: we will remember thy loue more then wine: the righteous do loue thee.
9I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.
10Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.
11We will make thee borders of golde with studdes of siluer.
11Come forth, ye daughters of Zion, and behold the King Salomon with the crowne, wherewith his mother crowned him in ye day of his mariage, and in the day of the gladnes of his heart.
17Thine eyes shall see the King in his glory: they shall beholde the lande farre off.
11To bring Queene Vashti before the King with the crowne royall, that he might shewe the people and the princes her beautie: for shee was fayre to looke vpon.
2Giue vnto the Lorde glorie due vnto his Name: worship the Lorde in the glorious Sanctuarie.
40And howe much more is it that they sent for men to come from farre vnto whom a messenger was sent, and loe, they came? for whome thou diddest wash thy selfe, and paintedst thine eyes, and deckedst thee with ornaments,
41And satest vpon a costly bed, and a table prepared before it, whereupon thou hast set mine incense and mine oyle.
1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. The King shall reioyce in thy stregth, O Lord: yea how greatly shal he reioyce in thy saluatio!
3Thou shalt also be a crowne of glory in the hand of the Lord, and a royall diademe in the hand of thy God.
30Fauour is deceitfull, and beautie is vanitie: but a woman that feareth the Lorde, she shall be praysed.
3Thy people shall come willingly at the time of assembling thine armie in holy beautie: the youth of thy wombe shalbe as the morning dewe.
9Worship the Lord in the glorious Sanctuarie: tremble before him all the earth.
1Beholde, thou art faire, my loue: behold, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues: among thy lockes thine heare is like the flocke of goates, which looke downe from the mountaine of Gilead.
9My sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded mine heart: thou hast wounded mine heart with one of thine eyes, and with a chaine of thy necke.
5For as a yong man marieth a virgine, so shall thy sonnes marry thee: and as a bridegrome is glad of the bride, so shall thy God reioyce ouer thee.
15My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.
11Yea, all Kings shal worship him: all nations shall serue him.
4And delite thy selfe in the Lorde, and hee shall giue thee thine hearts desire.
7For it is better, that it be saide vnto thee, Come vp hither, then thou to be put lower in the presece of the prince whom thine eyes haue seene.
6Strength and glory are before him: power and beautie are in his Sanctuarie.
9O the fairest among women, what is thy welbeloued more then other welbeloued? what is thy welbeloued more then another louer, that thou doest so charge vs?
4Thou art beautifull, my loue, as Tirzah, comely as Ierusale, terrible as an army with baners.
30And when thou shalt be destroyed, what wilt thou doe? Though thou clothest thy selfe with skarlet, though thou deckest thee with ornaments of golde, though thou paintest thy face with colours, yet shalt thou trimme thy selfe in vaine: for thy louers will abhorre thee and seeke thy life.
16And Bath-sheba bowed and made obeisance vnto the King; the King saide, What is thy matter?