What the LORD says to my master: "Sit right beside me until I make your enemies a footstool for your feet!"
May the LORD make your mighty scepter reach far from Zion! Rule over your enemies!
Your people stand ready on your day of battle. "In holy grandeur, from the dawn's womb, fight! Your youthful strength is like the dew itself."
The LORD has sworn a solemn pledge and won't change his mind: "You are a priest forever in line with Melchizedek."
My master, by your strong hand, God has crushed kings on his day of wrath.
God brings the nations to justice, piling the dead bodies, crushing heads throughout the earth.
God drinks from a stream along the way, then holds his head up high.