1By David, a psalm. The Lord said to my master, "Sit at My right, until I make your enemies a stool for your feet.”
2The staff of your strength the Lord will send from Zion, to rule amid your enemies.
3Your people [will come] willingly on the day of your campaign; because of your splendid sanctity from when you emerged from the womb, you still possess the dew of your youth.
4The Lord has sworn and will not regret: "You shall be a priest forever, just as Melchizedek!”
5My Lord is at your right; He has crushed kings on the day of His fury.
6He will render judgement upon the nations, and they will be filled with corpses; He will crush heads over a vast land.
7He will drink from the stream on the way, and so will hold his head high.