| | 1 | Yahweh says to my Lord, "Sit at my right hand, Until I make your enemies your footstool for your feet."
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| | 2 | Yahweh will send forth the rod of your strength out of Zion. Rule in the midst of your enemies.
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| | 3 | Your people offer themselves willingly in the day of your power, In holy array. Out of the womb of the morning, you have the dew of your youth.
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| | 4 | Yahweh has sworn, and will not change his mind: "You are a priest forever in the order of Melchizedek."
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| | 5 | The Lord is at your right hand. He will crush kings in the day of his wrath.
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| | 6 | He will judge among the nations. He will heap up dead bodies. He will crush the ruler of the whole earth.
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| | 7 | He will drink of the brook in the way; Therefore will he lift up his head. Psalm 111
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