The Lord did say unto my Lord, To sit at my right hand accord

1 The Lord did fay unto my Lord,
To fit at my right hand accord,
Till I thy foes thy foot-stool make.
2 The Lord shall out of Sion send
Thy rod of strength thee to attend,
The rule amid thy enemies take.
3 Thy people voluntiers shall be,
In beauties of true sanctity.

Upon the day of thy great pow'r
So of thy youth shall be the dew,
As from the morning womb we view
The dewy drops of early show'r.
4 The Lord hath sworn, and ne'er will he
Repent, that thou a priest shall be
By th' order of Melchisedeck.

5 The Lord at thy right hand mail slay,
And strike thro' kings upon the day
When as his fury forth shall break.
6 The heathen he shall judge among,
The places with dead bodies throng
The heads of countries great strike dead.
7 He of the torrent in the way,
Shall satisfy his thirst that day
And s0 on high lift up the head.


Source: The Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New-Testament: faithfully translated into English metre: for the use, edification, and comfort of the saints...especially in New-England (25th ed) #PCXa