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.”

A Psalm of David. The LORD saith unto my lord: 'Sit thou at My right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.'

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

The rod of Thy strength the LORD will send out of Zion: 'Rule thou in the midst of thine 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.

Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy warfare; in adornments of holiness, from the womb of the dawn, thine is the dew of thy youth.

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 will not repent: 'Thou art a priest for ever after the manner of Melchizedek.'

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

The Lord at thy right hand doth crush 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 will judge among the nations; He filleth it with dead bodies, He crusheth the head over a wide land.

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

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