1  The Lord said to my lord, ‘Sit at my right hand, ♦︎
   until I make your enemies your footstool.’
2  May the Lord stretch forth the sceptre of your power; ♦︎
   rule from Zion in the midst of your enemies.
3  ‘Noble are you on this day of your birth; ♦︎
   on the holy mountain, from the womb of the dawn
      the dew of your new birth is upon you.’
4  The Lord has sworn and will not retract: ♦︎
   ‘You are a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.’