You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil; My cup runs over.

You love righteousness and hate wickedness; Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You With the oil of gladness more than Your companions.

The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, But war was in his heart; His words were softer than oil, Yet they were drawn swords.

I have found My servant David; With My holy oil I have anointed him,

But my horn You have exalted like a wild ox; I have been anointed with fresh oil.

And wine that makes glad the heart of man, Oil to make his face shine, And bread which strengthens man’s heart.

As he clothed himself with cursing as with his garment, So let it enter his body like water, And like oil into his bones.

It is like the precious oil upon the head, Running down on the beard, The beard of Aaron, Running down on the edge of his garments.

Let the righteous strike me; It shall be a kindness. And let him rebuke me; It shall be as excellent oil; Let my head not refuse it. For still my prayer is against the deeds of the wicked.