1The declaration of Yahweh to my LordSit thou at my right hand, Until I make thy foes thy footstool. 2Thy sceptre of strength, will Yahweh extend out of Zion, Tread thou down, in the midst of thy foes. 3Thy people, will freely offer themselves, in the day of thine army,in the splendours of holiness, out of the womb of the dawn, To thee, the dew of thy youth. 4Yahweh, hath swornand will not repent, Thou, 5My Lord, on thy right hand,hath shatteredin the day of his angerkings; 6He will judge among the nationsfull of dead bodies! He hath shattered the head over a land far extended: 7Of the torrent in the way, will he drink;For this cause, will he lift up