1My heart's vibin' with some good stuff; I'm spittin' about the king like my tongue's a dope pen.

2You’re way more lit than anyone else; your lips got that grace drip, so God’s blessed you for life, no cap.

3Strap on your sword, you legend, with all that glory and rizz.

4Roll out in your majesty, flexing truth and chill vibes; your right hand's gonna teach you some savage moves.

5Your arrows hit hard in the hearts of your enemies; they’re falling under your vibe.

6Your throne, God, is forever; your scepter is the real deal.

7You love what's right and can't stand the sus; that's why God’s anointed you with the joy oil above your crew.

8All your fits smell like myrrh and good vibes, coming from those ivory palaces, making you feel blessed.

9Kings’ daughters are all about your honor; the queen stands by your side, shining in that gold.

10Listen up, girl, and pay attention; forget your fam and where you came from, fr.

11The king's gonna be all about your beauty; he’s your Lord, so worship him, periodt.

12The daughter of Tyre’s rolling up with gifts; even the rich want your good vibes.

13The king’s daughter is all about that inner glow; her outfits are straight-up gold.

14She’s coming to the king in that needlework drip; her virgin squad's following her, ready to pop off.

15They’re coming in with joy and hype; they’re entering the king’s palace like it’s the place to be.

16Your kids are gonna take the throne instead of your parents, making moves all over the earth.

17I’ll make sure your name is remembered forever; the people are gonna praise you for life, no doubt.

1My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

2Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.

3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.

4And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.

5Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king’s enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.

6Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.

7Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness: therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.

8All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.

9Kings’ daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.

10Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father’s house;

11So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.

12And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift; even the rich among the people shall intreat thy favour.

13The king’s daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of wrought gold.

14She shall be brought unto the king in raiment of needlework: the virgins her companions that follow her shall be brought unto thee.

15With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought: they shall enter into the king’s palace.

16Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children, whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.

17I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations: therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.