My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
45:2Thou art fairer than the children of men;
Therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.
45:3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one,
Thy glory and thy majesty.
45:4And in thy majesty ride on prosperously,
45:5Thine arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under thee;
They are in the heart of the king's enemies.
45:6Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever:
A sceptre of equity is the sceptre of thy kingdom.
45:7Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated wickedness:
With the oil of gladness above thy fellows.
45:8All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made thee glad.
45:9Kings' daughters are among thy honorable women:
45:10Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear;
45:13The king's daughter within the palace is all glorious:
Her clothing is inwrought with gold.
The virgins her companions that follow her
Shall be brought unto thee.
45:15With gladness and rejoicing shall they be led:
They shall enter into the king's palace.
45:16Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children,
Whom thou shalt make princes in all the earth.
45:17I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations:
Therefore shall the peoples give thee thanks for ever and ever.