The LORD shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion:
rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.
Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holiness
from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.

The LORD said unto my Lord,
Sit thou at my right hand,
until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

I will greatly praise the LORD with my mouth;
yea, I will praise him among the multitude.
For he shall stand at the right hand of the poor,
to save him from those that condemn his soul.

Help me, O LORD my God:
O save me according to thy mercy:
That they may know that this is thy hand;
that thou, LORD, hast done it.

For I am poor and needy,
and my heart is wounded within me.
I am gone like the shadow when it declineth:
I am tossed up and down as the locust.
My knees are weak through fasting;
and my flesh faileth of fatness.

As he clothed himself with cursing like as with his garment,
so let it come into his bowels like water,
and like oil into his bones.

Because that he remembered not to shew mercy,
but persecuted the poor and needy man,
that he might even slay the broken in heart.

Let his posterity be cut off;
and in the generation following let their name be blotted out.
Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered with the LORD;

Let his children be continually vagabonds, and beg:
let them seek their bread also out of their desolate places.
Let the extortioner catch all that he hath;
and let the strangers spoil his labour.

When he shall be judged, let him be condemned:
and let his prayer become sin.
Let his days be few;
and let another take his office.