Jehovah to my Lord hath said

1 JEHOVAH to my Lord hath said,
Sit Thou on high at my right hand;
Till I thy foes thy footstool make,
On which Thou shalt in triumph stand.
2 JEHOVAH out of Zion-hill
The sceptre of thy strength will send;
And in the midst of all thy foes
Thou shalt thy reigning pow'r extend.

3 But in thy day of conqu'ring pow'r
Thy people shall be made most free;
And will most freely Thee obey
In all the joys of liberty.
And as from early morning's womb
The drops of dew shine o'er the ground,
So shall thy num'rous youths be seen
In holy beauties all around.

4 JEHOVAH never will repent
Of what resolvedly He swore;
In likeness of Melchizedek
Thou art a priest for evermore.
5 This fov'reign and almighty Lord
Who sits on high at thy right hand,
Shall in his day of wrath strike through
The haughty kings that Him withstand.

6 He shall among the heathen judge,
And fill their places with the slain,
And wound to death the cruel heads
Who over many regions reign.
7 He, of th' enlivening brook, shall drink,
As in his way to victory;
Then with fresh ardour shall go on
Triumph, and lift his head on high.

Source: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre: being the New-England Psalm-Book, revised and improved... (2nd ed.) #PCX