Psalms 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: * * * My 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. My heart overflows with a good theme; I address my verses to the King; My tongue is the pen of a ready writer. Beautiful words fill my mind. I am speaking of royal things. My tongue is like the pen of a skilled writer. My heart overfloweth with a goodly matter; I speak the things which I have made touching the king: My tongue is the pen of a ready writer. My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses for the king; my tongue is the pen of a skilful writer. My heart is overflowing with a good theme; I recite my composition concerning the King; My tongue is the pen of a ready writer. My heart overflows with a good theme; I address my psalm to the King. My tongue is like the pen of a skillful writer. Beautiful words stir my heart. I will recite a lovely poem about the king, for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet. My heart is on fire, boiling over with passion. Bubbling up within me are these beautiful lyrics as a lovely poem to be sung for the King. Like a river bursting its banks, I’m overflowing with words, My heart overflows with a pleasing theme; I address my verses to the king; my tongue is like the pen of a ready scribe.