1A psalm of David. Yahweh says to my master, “Sit at my right hand until I make your enemies your footstool.”
2Yahweh will hold out the scepter of your strength from Zion; rule among your enemies.
3Your people will follow you in holy garments of their own free will on the day of your power; from the womb of the dawn your youth will be to you like the dew.
4Yahweh has sworn, and will not change: “You are a priest forever, after the manner of Melchizedek.”
5The Lord is at your right hand. He will kill kings on the day of his anger.
6He will judge the nations; he will fill the battlegrounds with dead bodies; he will kill the leaders in many countries.
7He will drink of the brook along the road, and then he will lift his head up high after victory.