Of David, a psalm.
1 This said the Lord concerning my lord,
‘Sit at my right hand,
till I set your foot on the neck of your foes.’
2 On Zion the Lord is wielding
your sceptre of might, and charges you
to rule over the foes that surround you.
3 The day that you march to battle
your people will follow you gladly
young warriors in holy array,
like dew-drops, born of the morning.
4 The Lord has sworn and will not repent,
‘As for you, you are priest for ever
5 By your side will the Lord shatter kings
on the day of his wrath.
6 He will execute judgment
filling the valleys with dead,
the broad fields with shattered heads.
7 He will drink of the brook by the way,
and march onward with uplifted head.