2 The Lord shall out of Sion sendthe rod of thy great pow'r:In midst of all thine enemiesbe thou the governor.
3 A willing people in thy dayof pow'r shall come to thee,In holy beauties from morn's womb;thy youth like dew shall be.
4 The Lord himself hath made an oath,and will repent him never,Of th' order of Melchisedecthou art a priest for ever.
5 The glorious and mighty Lord,that sits at thy right hand,Shall, in his day of wrath, strike throughkings that do him withstand.
6 He shall among the heathen judge,he shall with bodies deadThe places fill: o'er many landshe wound shall ev'ry head.
7 The brook that runneth in the waywith drink shall him supply;And, for this cause, in triumph heshall lift his head on high.