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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. Psalms 110:2-7, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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