Ps.45.1

My heart bursts its banks, spilling beauty and goodness. I pour it out in a poem to the king, shaping the river into words: [JC]

Ps.45.1

My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses for the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.

Ps.45.1

My heart is overflowing with a good theme; I recite my composition concerning the King; My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

Ps.45.1

My heart overflows with a beautiful thought! I will recite a lovely poem to the king, for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet.