A psalm of David.{HR}Jehovah said unto my Lord, Sit at my right hand{HR}Until I make thine enemies a stool for thy feet.
Jehovah shall send the rod of thy might out of Zion:{HR}Rule in the midst of thine enemies.
Thy people offer themselves willingly{HR}In the day of thy power, in ornaments of holiness;{HR}From the womb of the dawn to thee [is] the dew of thy youth.
Jehovah hath sworn and will not repent,{HR}Thou [art] priest forever according to the order of Melchizedek.
The Lord at thy right hand hath smitten kings in the day of his anger.
He shall judge among the nations;{HR}He hath filled with corpses,{HR}He hath smitten the head over a great country.
From the brook in the way he will drink;{HR}Therefore will he lift up the head.