The Lord said unto my Lord *
Sit thou on my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.
The Lord shall send the rod of thy power out of Sion *
be thou ruler, even in the midst among thine enemies.
In the day of thy power shall the people offer thee free-will offerings with an holy worship *
the dew of thy birth is of the womb of the morning.
The Lord sware, and will not repent *
Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchisedech.
The Lord upon thy right hand *
shall wound even kings in the day of his wrath.