For
the
choirmaster.
To the tune
of
“
The Lilies. ”
A
Maskil
of
the
sons of Korah. A love
song. My heart is
stirred
by
a noble
theme
as
I recite
my verses
to the
king ;
my tongue is the pen of a skillful
writer.
To the Overseer.
--
`On
the Lilies. '
--
By
sons of Korah. --
An
Instruction.
--
A song of
loves
. My heart hath
indited
a good
thing,
I am
telling
my works
to a
king ,
My tongue `
is '
the pen of a speedy
writer.