3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O thou most mighty.
3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O thou most mighty.
1 Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the sons of Core, for understanding. A canticle for the Beloved. My heart hath uttered a good word I speak my works to the king; My tongue is the pen of a scrivener that writeth swiftly.
2 Thou art beautiful above the sons of men: grace is poured abroad in thy lips; therefore hath God blessed thee for ever
3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O thou most mighty.
4 With thy comeliness and thy beauty set out, proceed prosperously, and reign. Because of truth and meekness and justice: and thy right hand shall conduct thee wonderfully.
5 Thy arrows are sharp: under thee shall people fall, into the hearts of the king's enemies.
45:3Gird thy sword upon [thy] thigh, O [most] mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.
45:3Gird your sword upon your side, O mighty one; clothe yourself with splendor and majesty.
45:3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one, Thy glory and thy majesty.
45:3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one, in thy majesty and thy splendour;
45:3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one, thy glory and thy majesty.
45:3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.
45:3Strap your sword on your thigh, mighty one: your splendor and your majesty.
45:3Gird Thy sword upon the thigh, O mighty, Thy glory and Thy majesty!
45:3Gird your sword on your thigh, O most mighty, with your glory and your majesty.