1. The Lord said unto my Lord,
  ��Sit Thou at My right hand;
  Thy foes shall be Thy footstool,
  Upon them Thou shalt stand.��
  The sceptre of Thy strength shall
  The Lord from Zion send
  To rule o'er all the nations
  Forever 'til the end.
  
2. A voluntary offering,
  The young ones are to Thee;
  In consecration's splendor
  How beautiful to see!
  For as the dew of morning
  Refreshes all the land ��
  The young ones given to Thee
  Are precious in Thy hand.
  
3. The Lord hath sworn forever
  And never will turn back,
  ��Thou art a priest forever,
  As was Melchizedek.��
  Oh, Thou hast no beginning
  Of days; of life: no end!
  And on Thine intercession
  We ever do depend.
  
4. The Lord is at Thy right hand
  And in His day of wrath
  He'll strike through rulers, judging
  The nations in His path.
  While riding on to triumph
  He'll drink of us, the stream,
  His head uplifted, strengthened,
  The whole earth to redeem.
  
5. Oh Lord, Thou art ascended
  To God's right hand to sit;
  As Head o'er all things, to Thee
  God doth Thy foes commit.
  Our King �� for us Thou reignest,
  Our Priest �� we are supplied,
  Our all we give unto Thee,
  Thou Conqueror glorified.