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¹ God sayd vnto my Lorde: sit thou on my right hande, vntyll I make thyne enemies thy footestoole.² God wyll sende the scepter of his power out of Sion: rule thou in the midst of thyne enemies.³ Thy people wyll be very wyllyng in the time [of shewing] thy most mightie power with a beautifull holynes: the deawe of thy byrth is to thee from the wombe [as] from the morning.⁴ God sware and he wyll not repent: thou art a priest for euer after the order of Melchisedec.

⁵ The Lorde at thy right hande: wyll wounde euen kinges in the day of his wrath.⁶ He wyll iudge the Heathen: he wyll fill euery place with dead bodyes, he wyll smyte the head of a great countrey.⁷ He wyll drinke of the swyft running brooke in the way: therfore he wyll lift vp his head.