[A Psalme of Dauid.]
The Lord said vnto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand: vntil I make thine enemies thy footestoole.
The Lord shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.
Thy people shalbe willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holinesse from the wombe of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.
The Lord hath sworne, and will not repent, thou art a Priest for euer: after the order of Melchizedek.
The Lord at thy right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath.
He shal iudge among the heathen, he shal fil the places with the dead bodies: he shall wound the heads ouer many countries.
He shall drinke of the brooke in the way: therefore shall hee lift vp the head.