- My heart overflows with a good theme; I address my verses to the King; My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
- You are fairer than the sons of men; Grace is poured upon Your lips; Therefore God has blessed You forever.
- Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O Mighty One, In Your splendor and Your majesty!
- And in Your majesty ride on victoriously, For the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness; Let Your right hand teach You awesome things.
- Your arrows are sharp; The peoples fall under You; Your arrows are in the heart of the King's enemies.
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