1 The LORD said to my Lord, "Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool."
2 From Zion the LORD will extend your mighty scepter. Rule among your enemies!
3 Your people will offer themselves freely on the day of your power; in the splendor of holiness, from the womb of the dawn, yours is the dew of your youth.
4 The LORD has sworn and will not change his mind: "You are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek."
5 The Lord at your right hand shatters kings on the day of his anger.
6 He will execute judgment among the nations, filling them with corpses; he will crush the head over the broad earth.
7 He will drink from the stream beside the road; therefore he will raise his head high.