1A Davidic psalm. The LORD declared to my Lord: "Sit at My right hand until I make Your enemies Your footstool."
2The LORD will extend Your mighty scepter from Zion. Rule over Your surrounding enemies.
3Your people will volunteer on Your day of battle. In holy splendor, from the womb of the dawn, the dew of Your youth belongs to You.
4The LORD has sworn an oath and will not take it back: "Forever, You are a priest like Melchizedek."
5The Lord is at Your right hand; He will crush kings on the day of His anger.
6He will judge the nations, heaping up corpses; He will crush leaders over the entire world.
7He will drink from the brook by the road; therefore, He will lift up His head.