1 Jehovah says to my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

2 Jehovah will send forth the rod of thy strength out of Zion. Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.

3 Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning thou have the dew of thy youth.

4 Jehovah has sworn, and will not repent. Thou are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.

5 The Lord at thy right hand will strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He will judge among the nations. He will fill with dead bodies. He will strike through the head in many countries.

7 He will drink of the brook in the way, therefore he will lift up the head.