[ Featuring Scottish Festival Singers ]
Jehovah to my Lord has said
"Sit Thou at My right hand
Until I make Thy foes a stool
Whereon Thy feet may stand"
Jehovah shall from Zion send
The scepter of Thy pow'r
In battle with Thine enemies
Be Thou the conqueror
A willing people in Thy day
Of power shall come to Thee
Thy youth arrayed in holiness
Like morning dew shall be
Jehovah swore, and from His oath
He never will depart
"Of th'order of Melchizedek
A priest Thou ever art"
The Lord at Thy right hand shall smite
Earth's rulers in His wrath
Among the nations He shall judge
The slain shall fill His path
In many lands He'll overthrow
Their kings with ruin dread
And, marching, He'll drink from the brook
And so lift up His head
