| 1 | Yahweh says to my Lord, 'Sit at my right hand, Until I make your enemies your footstool for your feet.' |
| 2 | Yahweh will send forth the rod of your strength out of Zion. Rule in the midst of your enemies. |
| 3 | Your people offer themselves willingly in the day of your power, In holy array. Out of the womb of the morning, you have the dew of your youth. |
| 4 | Yahweh has sworn, and will not change his mind: 'You are a priest forever in the order of Melchizedek.' |
| 5 | The Lord is at your right hand. He will crush kings in the day of his wrath. |
| 6 | He will judge among the nations. He will heap up dead bodies. He will crush the ruler of the whole earth. |
| 7 | He will drink of the brook in the way; Therefore will he lift up his head. Psalm 111 |