The Lord said to my Lord
Sit thou at my right hand,
Till I thine enemies make a stool
whereon thy feet may stand.
the rod of thy great pow'r:
in midst of all thine enemies
be thou the governor.
of pow'r shall come to thee:
in holy beauties from morn's womb,
thy youth like dew shall be.
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