Psalm 110

THe Lord did say unto my Lord,
sit thou at my right hand,
Till I have made thy foes a stool
whereon thy foot may stand.
The Lord shall out of Zion send
the Scepter of thy might,
Thy kingdome plant amidst thy foes,
and rule it in their sight.

To thy fair holy Temple they
resort shall willingly,
In meeting days when thou thy Word
dost publish pow'rfully.
As from the early morning womb
the dew falls thick on ground,
So shall the young born babes to thee
flocking in troups be found.

The Lord hath sworn, and of this oath
he will repent him never,
Of th'order of Melchisedek
thou art a Priest for ever.
The Lord in glory high advanc't,
that sits at thy right hand,
Shall in his day of wrath strike through
great Kings that him withstand.

The Heathen he shall judge, and fill
the place with bodies dead,
And over many Countries he
shall smite and wound the head.
And in his foes pursute, for haste
of waters in the way,
Shall drink, and shall advance on high
his royal head that day.