اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The Lord says to my lord
Sit at my right hand
While I make your enemies
Your footstool
The scepter of your might!
Yours is princely power from the day of your birth
In holy splendor before the daystar
Like dew I begot you
The Lord extends your strong scepter
Have dominion over your enemies!
The Lord has sworn and will not waver
You are a priest forever
In the manner of Melchizedek
At your right hand is the Lord
Who crushes kings on the day
Of his wrath
Who judges nations, heaps up corpses
Crushes heads across the wide earth
The Lord says to my lord
Sit at my right hand
While I make your enemies
Your footstool
