6Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.
7Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness: therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.
8All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.
9Kings' daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.
Psalm 45 continues to paint a stunning picture of God upon His throne. His kingdom is one of righteousness and holiness, a place where wickedness has no part. It is more than we can imagine! Living in a world so corrupted by sin and wickedness, we cannot imagine such a lofty place as the throne of God. The garments of the king smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia. Out of His ivory palaces flow righteousness, peace, joy, and contentment.
It is more than we can imagine, is it not? No king or ruler who lives today or has ever lived since the time of Solomon lived in such an elegance. We are far more accustomed to countries overflowing with debt; filling the world with corruption designed to increase the coffers of the wealthy off the backs of the poor. As a matter of fact, that is so common that we are not even shocked to hear of it.
However, God's righteousness, holiness, and purity have no end. This world in all of its wickedness has an end, but God's kingdom is eternal. Amazingly, God grants to His children the opportunity to share in His treasures of righteousness even while living in this world. With our hearts attuned to Him, we are able to share in the joys and delights of His holiness.
It is good for us to take time to dwell upon the righteousness of Christ, and to long for the day when we will leave the confines of this earth and live with Him forever. The things we know of Christ are but a shadow of the glories to come.
I leave you with the words of a beautiful hymn, penned by Henry Barraclough, based upon this very Psalm.
- My Lord has garments so wondrous fine,
And myrrh their texture fills;
Its fragrance reached to this heart of mine
With joy my being thrills.
Out of the ivory palaces,
Into a world of woe,
Only His great eternal love
Made my Savior go.
- His life had also its sorrows sore,
For aloes had a part;
And when I think of the cross He bore,
My eyes with teardrops start.
- His garments, too, were in cassia dipped,
With healing in a touch;
In paths of sin had my feet e’er slipped—
He’s saved me from its clutch.
- In garments glorious He will come,
To open wide the door;
And I shall enter my heav’nly home,
To dwell forevermore.
God Bless You,