A New Version of the Psalms of David ‎#235a

235a. The Lord unto my Lord thus spake

1 The Lord unto my Lord thus spake:
"'Till I thy Foes thy Footstool make,
"Sit thou in State, at my right Hand:
2 "Supreme in Sion thou shalt be,
"And all thy proud Opposers see
"Subjected to thy just Command.

3 "Thee, in thy Pow'r's triumphant Day,
"The willing Nations shall obey;
"And when thy rising Beams they view,
"Shall all (redeem'd from Error's Night)
"Appear more numberless and bright
"as crystal Drops of Morning Dew."

4 The Lord hath sworn, nor sworn in vain,
That, like Melchizedech's, thy Reign
And Priesthood shall no Period know:
5 No proud Competitor to sit
At thy right Hand will he permit;
But in his Wrath crown'd Heads o'erthrow.

6 The sentenc'd Heathen he shall slay,
And fill with Carcasses his Way,
'Till he hath struck Earth's Tyrants dead:
7 But in the High-way Brooks shall first,
Like a poor Pilgrim slake his Thirst,
And then in Triumph raise his Head.

Text Information

• First Line: The Lord unto my Lord thus spake
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1754
• Scripture:
  Psalm 110

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