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