Psalms 45:2
Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.
Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.
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3Gird Thy sword upon the thigh, O mighty, Thy glory and Thy majesty!
1To 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.
1To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Jehovah, in Thy strength is the king joyful, In Thy salvation how greatly he rejoiceth.
2The desire of his heart Thou gavest to him, And the request of his lips Thou hast not withheld. Selah.
3For Thou puttest before him blessings of goodness, Thou settest on his head a crown of fine gold.
4Life he hath asked from Thee, Thou hast given to him -- length of days, Age-during -- and for ever.
5Great `is' his honour in Thy salvation, Honour and majesty Thou placest on him.
6For Thou makest him blessings for ever, Thou dost cause him to rejoice with joy, By Thy countenance.
6Thy throne, O God, `is' age-during, and for ever, A sceptre of uprightness `Is' the sceptre of Thy kingdom.
7Thou hast loved righteousness and hatest wickedness, Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee, Oil of joy above thy companions.
8Myrrh and aloes, cassia! all thy garments, Out of palaces of ivory Stringed instruments have made thee glad.
9Daughters of kings `are' among thy precious ones, A queen hath stood at thy right hand, In pure gold of Ophir.
3As a thread of scarlet `are' thy lips, And thy speech `is' comely, As the work of the pomegranate `is' thy temple behind thy veil,
4As the tower of David `is' thy neck, built for an armoury, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty.
3Because better `is' Thy kindness than life, My lips do praise Thee.
11And the king doth desire thy beauty, Because he `is' thy lord -- bow thyself to him,
12And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people do appease thy face.
13All glory `is' the daughter of the king within, Of gold-embroidered work `is' her clothing.
5Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!
6How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.
7Thou `art' all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,
13His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips `are' lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,
1Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, lo, thou `art' fair, Thine eyes `are' doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead,
15Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, Lo, thou `art' fair, thine eyes `are' doves!
4Bright `art' Thou, honourable above hills of prey.
2Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better `are' thy loves than wine.
3For fragrance `are' thy perfumes good. Perfume emptied out -- thy name, Therefore have virgins loved thee!
4Draw me: after thee we run, The king hath brought me into his inner chambers, We do joy and rejoice in thee, We mention thy loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved thee!
9To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,
10Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.
9thou didst love righteousness, and didst hate lawlessness; because of this did He anoint thee -- God, thy God -- with oil of gladness above thy partners;'
17For the beauty of their strength `art' Thou, And in Thy good will is our horn exalted,
12As to me, in mine integrity, Thou hast taken hold upon me, And causest me to stand before Thee to the age.
10How wonderful have been thy loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been thy loves than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes than all spices.
11Whoso is loving cleanness of heart, Grace `are' his lips, a king `is' his friend.
2As the good oil on the head, Coming down on the beard, the beard of Aaron, That cometh down on the skirt of his robes,
3And thou hast been a crown of beauty in the hand of Jehovah, And a diadem of royalty in the hand of thy God,
14And go forth doth thy name among nations, Because of thy beauty -- for it `is' complete, In My honour that I have set upon thee, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah.
4O Jehovah, all kings of earth confess Thee, When they have heard the sayings of Thy mouth.
1As the chorus of `Mahanaim.' How beautiful were thy feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of thy sides `are' as ornaments, Work of the hands of an artificer.
15O Lord, my lips thou dost open, And my mouth declareth Thy praise.
36And Thou givest to me the shield of Thy salvation, And Thy lowliness maketh me great.
10Put on, I pray thee, excellency and loftiness, Yea, honour and beauty put on.
18For they are pleasant when thou dost keep them in thy heart, They are prepared together for thy lips.
16His mouth is sweetness -- and all of him desirable, This `is' my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!
35And Thou givest to me the shield of Thy salvation, And Thy right hand doth support me, And Thy lowliness maketh me great.
9She giveth to thy head a wreath of grace, A crown of beauty she doth give thee freely.
5As `with' milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And `with' singing lips doth my mouth praise.
9Jehovah thy God is blessed who delighted in thee, to put thee on the throne of Israel; in Jehovah's loving Israel to the age He doth set thee for king, to do judgment and righteousness.
3Thy people `are' free-will gifts in the day of Thy strength, in the honours of holiness, From the womb, from the morning, Thou hast the dew of thy youth.