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A Psalm of David.
The affirmation of Jehovah to my Lord: `Sit at My right hand, Till I make thine enemies thy footstool.'
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The rod of thy strength doth Jehovah send from Zion, Rule in the midst of thine enemies.
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Thy people [are] free-will gifts in the day of Thy strength, in the honours of holiness, From the womb, from the morning, Thou hast the dew of thy youth.
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Jehovah hath sworn, and doth not repent, `Thou [art] a priest to the age, According to the order of Melchizedek.'
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The Lord on thy right hand smote kings In the day of His anger.
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He doth judge among the nations, He hath completed the carcases, Hath smitten the head over the mighty earth.
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From a brook in the way he drinketh, Therefore he doth lift up the head!