A Psalm of David

1. "The Lord said unto my Lord, sit thou at my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstoole.

2 The Lorde shall sende the rodde of thy power out of Zion: be thou ruler in the middes of thine enemies

3 Thy people shall come willingly at the time of assembling: thine army in holy beauty: the youth of thy wombe shall be as the morning dewe.

4 The Lorde sware and will not repent,

thou art a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.

5 The Lord, that is at thy right hande, shall wound kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He shall be judge among the heathen: he shall fill all with dead bodies, and smite the head over great countreys [countries].

7 He shall drink of the brooke in the way: therefore shall he lift up his head."

The second translation made in the beginning of the 17th century, by King James translators, is as follows: