The LORD will send forth the rod of your strength out of Tziyon. Rule in the midst of your enemies.
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.
The LORD has sworn, and will not change his mind: "You are a Kohen forever in the order of Malki-Tzedek."
The Lord is at your right hand. He will crush kings in the day of his wrath.
He will judge among the nations. He will heap up dead bodies. He will crush the ruler of the whole eretz.
He will drink of the brook in the way; Therefore will he lift up his head.