Psalms 110

1 A Psalm of David. The LORD said to my Lord: “Sit at My right hand until I make Your enemies a footstool for Your feet.”

The Lord said to my Lord: Sit thou at my right hand: Until I make thy enemies thy footstool.

2 The LORD extends Your mighty scepter from Zion: “Rule in the midst of Your enemies.”

The Lord will send forth the sceptre of thy power out of Sion: rule thou in the midst of thy enemies.

3 Your people shall be willing on Your day of battle. Arrayed in holy splendor, from the womb of the dawn, to You belongs the dew of Your youth.

With thee is the principality in the day of thy strength: in the brightness of the saints: from the womb before the day star I begot thee.

4 The LORD has sworn and will not change His mind: “You are a priest forever in the order of Melchizedek.”

The Lord hath sworn, and he will not repent: Thou art a priest for ever according to the order of Melchisedech.

5 The Lord is at Your right hand; He will crush kings in the day of His wrath.

The Lord at thy right hand hath broken kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He will judge the nations, heaping up the dead; He will crush the leaders far and wide.

He shall judge among nations, he shall fill ruins: he shall crush the heads in the land of the many.

7 He will drink from the brook by the road; therefore He will lift up His head.

He shall drink of the torrent in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head.