1A Psalm of David. Yahweh says to my Lord, Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies a stool for your feet. 2The rod of your strength Yahweh will send forth out of Zion: Rule in the midst of your enemies. 3With you is princely dignity in the day of your power, on the holy mountains; Like dew from the womb of the dawn, I have begotten you. 4Yahweh has sworn, and will not repent: You are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek. 5The Lord at your right hand will strike through kings in the day of his wrath. 6He will judge among the nations, He will fill [the places] with dead bodies; He will strike through the head in many countries. 7He will drink of the brook in the way: Therefore he will lift up the head.