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A Psalm of David. |
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YAHUVEH saith unto my Master, Sit thou at my right hand, Until I make
thine enemies thy footstool. |
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YAHUVEH will send forth the rod of thy strength out of Zion: Rule thou in
the midst of thine enemies. |
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Thy people offer themselves willingly In the day of thy power, in holy
array: Out of the womb of the morning Thou hast the dew of thy youth. |
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YAHUVEH hath sworn, and will not repent: Thou art a priest for ever After
the order of Melchizedek. |
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The Master at thy right hand Will strike through kings in the day of his
wrath. |
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He will judge among the nations, He will fill the places with
dead bodies; He will strike through the head in many countries. |
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He will drink of the brook in the way: Therefore will he lift up the
head. |