A Psalm of David.
1 The aLord said to my Lord, “Sit at My right hand,
Till I make Your enemies Your bfootstool.”
2 The Lord shall send the rod of Your strength cout of Zion.
dRule in the midst of Your enemies!
3 eYour people shall be volunteers
In the day of Your power;
fIn the beauties of holiness, from the womb of the morning,
You have the dew of Your youth.
And gwill not relent,
“You are a hpriest forever
According to the order of iMelchizedek.”
5 The Lord is jat Your right hand;
He shall fill the places with dead bodies,
mTherefore He shall lift up the head.
Lit. break kings in pieces
Lit. break in pieces