Letras
Sit at my right hand
Until I make your enemies your footstool
The Lord says to my Lord
"Sit at my right hand
Until I make your enemies your footstool."
The Lord sends forth from Zion
Your mighty scepter
Rule in the midst of your enemies!
Rule in the midst of your enemies!
Your people will offer themselves freely
On the day of your power
In holy garments
From the womb of the morning
The dew of your youth will be yours
The Lord says to my Lord
"Sit at my right hand
Until I make your enemies your footstool."
The Lord sends forth from Zion
Your mighty scepter
Rule in the midst of your enemies!
The Lord has sworn
And will not change his mind
"You are a priest forever
After the order of Melchizedek."
The Lord is at your right hand
He will shatter kings on the day of his wrath
He will execute judgment among the nations
Filling them with corpses!!!
He will shatter chiefs
Over the wide earth
He will drink from the brook by the way
Therefore he will lift up his head
The Lord says to my Lord
"Sit at my right hand
Until I make your enemies your footstool."
The Lord sends forth from Zion
Your mighty scepter
Rule in the midst of your enemies!
Rule in the midst of your enemies!
The Lord says to my Lord
"Sit at my right hand
Until I make your enemies your footstool."
The Lord sends forth from Zion
Your mighty scepter
Rule in the midst of your enemies!
Rule in the midst of your enemies!