1 Yahweh says to my Lord, 'Sit at my right hand, Until I make your enemies your footstool for your feet.'
2 Yahweh will send forth the rod of your strength out of Zion. Rule in the midst of your enemies.
3 Your people offer themselves willingly in the day of your power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning, you have the dew of your youth.
4 Yahweh has sworn, and will not change his mind: 'You are a priest forever in the order of Melchizedek.'
5 The Lord is at your right hand. He will crush kings in the day of his wrath.
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