Psalms 110

1 Jehovah says to my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

[A Psalm by David.] The LORD says to my Lord, "Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies a footstool for your feet."

2 Jehovah will send forth the rod of thy strength out of Zion. Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.

The LORD will send forth the rod of your strength out of Zion. Rule in the midst of your enemies.

3 Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning thou have the dew of thy youth.

Your people offer themselves willingly on the day of your power. On the holy mountains at sunrise the dew of your youth will be yours.

4 Jehovah has sworn, and will not repent. Thou are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.

The LORD has sworn, and will not change his mind: "You are a priest forever in the order of Melchizedek."

5 The Lord at thy right hand will strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

The LORD is at your right hand. He will crush kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He will judge among the nations. He will fill with dead bodies. He will strike through the head in many countries.

He will judge among the nations. He will heap up dead bodies. He will shatter the head throughout a vast territory.

7 He will drink of the brook in the way, therefore he will lift up the head.

He will drink of the brook in the way; therefore he will lift up his head.