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Psalm 110 Dixit Dominus
Thus to my lord, the Lord did say:
Take up thy seate at my right hand,
Till all thy foes that proudly stand,
I prostrate at thy footestoole lay.
From me thy staffe of might
Sent out of Sion goes:
As victor then prevaile in fight,
And rule repining foes.
Take up thy seate at my right hand,
Till all thy foes that proudly stand,
I prostrate at thy footestoole lay.
From me thy staffe of might
Sent out of Sion goes:
As victor then prevaile in fight,
And rule repining foes.
But as for them that willing yeld,
In solempne robes they glad shall goe:
Attending thee when thou shalt show
Triumphantly thy troopes in field:
In field as thickly sett
With warlike youthfull trayne
As pearled plaine with dropps is wett,
Of sweete Auroras raine.
In solempne robes they glad shall goe:
Attending thee when thou shalt show
Triumphantly thy troopes in field:
In field as thickly sett
With warlike youthfull trayne
As pearled plaine with dropps is wett,
Of sweete Auroras raine.
The Lord did sweare, and never he
What once he sware will disavow:
As was Melchisedech soe thou,
An everlasting priest shalt be.
At hand still ready prest
To guard thee from annoy,
Shall sitt the Lord that loves thee best,
And kings in wrath destroy.
What once he sware will disavow:
As was Melchisedech soe thou,
An everlasting priest shalt be.
At hand still ready prest
To guard thee from annoy,
Shall sitt the Lord that loves thee best,
And kings in wrath destroy.
Thy Realme shall many Realmes containe:
Thy slaughtred foes thick heaped ly:
With crusshed head ev'n he shall dye,
Who head of many Realmes doth raigne.
If passing on these waies
Thou tast of troubled streames:
Shall that eclips thy shining raies?
Nay light thy glories beames.
Thy slaughtred foes thick heaped ly:
With crusshed head ev'n he shall dye,
Who head of many Realmes doth raigne.
If passing on these waies
Thou tast of troubled streames:
Shall that eclips thy shining raies?
Nay light thy glories beames.
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