5. Thine arrows sharply pierce the heartof th' en'mies of the King;And under thy subjectionthe people down do bring.
6. For ever and for ever is,O God, thy throne of might;The sceptre of thy kingdom isa sceptre that is right.
7. Thou lovest right, and hatest ill;for God, thy God, most high,Above thy fellows hath with th' oilof joy anointed thee.
8. Of aloes, myrrh,and cassia, a smell thy garments had,Out of the iv'ry palaces,whereby they made thee glad.
9. Among thy women honourablekings' daughters were at hand:Upon thy right hand did the queenin gold of Ophir stand.
10. O daughter, hearken and regard,and do thine ear incline;Likewise forget thy father's house,and people that are thine.
11. Then of the King desir'd shall bethy beauty veh'mently:Because he is thy Lord, do thouhim worship rev'rently.