1 The Lord saith unto my lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.
2 The Lord shall send forth the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.
3 Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy power: in the beauties of holiness, from the womb of the morning, thou hast the dew of thy youth.
4 The Lord hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.