1 The LORD said to my Lord:
“Sit here at my right hand,
Until I make your foes a stool
on which your feet may stand.”
2 The LORD will make your reign
extend from Zion’s hill;
With royal power you’ll rule among
those who oppose your will.
3 When you display your power,
your people flock to you;
At dawn, arrayed in holiness,
your youth will come like dew.
4 Unchangeably the LORD
with solemn purpose swore:
“Just like Melchizedek you are
a priest for evermore.”
5 The Lord’s at your right hand;
there he will ever stay.
He on his day of wrath will crush
the kings who bar his way.
6 The nations he will judge;
the dead in heaps will lie.
The mighty of the earth he’ll crush—
all who his rule defy.
7 A brook beside the way
his thirst will satisfy;
And, thus refreshed, he will with joy
lift up his head on high.