To the Chief Musician, Concerning the Lilies. For the sons of Korah. A Poem; a Song of the Beloved. My heart is boiling over with a good matter. I am speaking of my works to the King; my tongue is the pen of a rapid writer.
To the chief musician. A Contemplation. A Psalm of David when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, and said to him, David has come to the house of Ahimelech. Why do you boast yourself in evil, O mighty one? The mercy of God is all the day.
To the Chief musician on Mahalath. A Contemplation; A Psalm of David. The foolish one has said in his heart, No God! They have done corruptly; they have acted abominably, doing iniquity; not one is doing good!
Come now and let us reason together, says Jehovah: Though your sins are as scarlet, they shall be white as snow; though they are red as the crimson, they shall be like wool.