1The Lord said unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.
2The Lord shall send the rod of thy power out of Zion: be thou ruler in the midst of thine enemies.
3Thy people shall come willingly at the time of assembling thine army in holy beauty: the youth of thy womb shall be as the morning dew.
4The Lord sware, and will not repent, Thou art a Priest forever, after the order of Melchizedek.
5The Lord that is at thy right hand, shall wound kings in the day of his wrath.
6He shall be judge among the heathen: he shall fill all with dead bodies, and smite the head over great countries.
7He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up his head.