1 My heart overfloweth with a goodly matter: I speak the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
2 Thou art fairer than the children of men; grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.
3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one, thy glory and thy majesty.
4 And in thy majesty ride on prosperously, because of truth and meekness and righteousness: and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
5 Thine arrows are sharp; the peoples fall under thee; they are in the heart of the king's enemies.