For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies.” A Maskilᵃ of the sons of Korah. A love song. My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses to the kingᵇ; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.
For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies.” A Maskilᵃ of the sons of Korah. A love song. My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses to the kingᵇ; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.