The Trees Community - Psalm 45 | Текст песни

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• Psalm 45

My heart is stirred by a noble theme;
To the king I must speak this song I have made.

My tongue is swift as the pen of a scribe;
To the king I must sing this song I have made.

You are the favored of the children of men;
Grace is poured upon your lips
For you God has blessed forever.

O mighty one, strap your sword at your side!
In majesty and splendor ride on, ride on.

Stretch your bowstring tight
In your dread right hand!
Nations lie at your mercy.

Your throne, O God, shall endure forever,
Your royal scepter is integrity.
Your love is for justice, your hatred for evil;
Your throne, O God, shall endure forever.

Therefore God, your God, has anointed you
With the oil of gladness above other kings.
All the virgins love and honor you.
Your robes are fragrant with aloes, myrrh, and cassia.
From ivory palaces you are greeted with music.

My heart is stirred by a noble theme;
To the Lord I must give this love I have found.
Your love is more delightful than the sweetest wine,
My sister, my promised bride,
This love I would make mine.

Listen daughter, forget your nation,
Your ancestral home.
The King desires your beauty.
He is your Lord; bow before him.

The people of Tyre come laden with gifts,
The wealthiest nations with jewels set in gold.

The daughter of the King is clothed in splendor.
She is led to the King with her maiden companions,
Amid cries of joy and shouts of praise.

Your ancestors shall be replaced by sons;
You will make them princes throughout all the earth.
May this song make your name forever remembered;
May the people praise you from age to age.