Psalm CX

Verse 1

The Lord did say unto my Lord, Sit thou on my right hand, Till I have made thy foes a stool, whereon thy feet shall stand.

Verse 2

The Lord shall out of Sion send the scepter of thy might, Amidst thy mortal foes be thou the ruler in their sight.

Verse 3

And in the day, on which thy reign and power they shall see, Then free-will offerings shall all the people give to thee.

Verse 4

Yea, with an holy worshipping then shall they offer all: Thy birth-dew is the dew that doth from womb of morning fall.

Verse 5

The Lord hath sworn, and never will repent what he doth say, By th' order of Melchisedech thou art a priest alway.

Verse 6

The Lord thy God on thy right hand that standeth for thy stay, Shall wound for thee the stately kings in that his wrathful day.

Verse 7

The heathen he shall judge, and fill the place with bodies dead, And over divers countries shall in sunder smite the head.

Verse 8

And he shall drink out of the brook, that runneth in the way: Wherefore he shall lift up on high his royal head that day.