I am so starved my knees shake; I have turned into skin and bones.

I have discovered David, my servant. With my holy oil I have anointed him as king.

You exalt my horn like that of a wild ox. I am covered with fresh oil.

He made cursing a way of life, so curses poured into his stomach like water and seeped into his bones like oil.

You prepare a feast before me in plain sight of my enemies. You refresh my head with oil; my cup is completely full.

His words are as smooth as butter, but he harbors animosity in his heart. His words seem softer than oil, but they are really like sharp swords.

as well as wine that makes people feel so good, and so they can have oil to make their faces shine, as well as food that sustains people’s lives.

You love justice and hate evil. For this reason God, your God has anointed you with the oil of joy, elevating you above your companions.

It is like fine oil poured on the head which flows down the beard – Aaron’s beard, and then flows down his garments.

May the godly strike me in love and correct me! May my head not refuse choice oil! Indeed, my prayer is a witness against their evil deeds.