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A Psalm of David. The Lord said unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool (110:1)

The Lord shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thine enemies (110:2)

Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth (110:3)

The Lord hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek (110:4)

The Lord at thy right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath (110:5)

He shall judge among the heathen, he shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall wound the heads over many countries (110:6)

He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head (110:7)

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