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.”

Of David, a psalm. This said the Lord concerning my lord, “Sit at my right hand, till I set your foot on the neck of your foes.”

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

On Zion the Lord is wielding your sceptre of might, and charges you to rule over the foes that surround you.

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.

The day that you march to battle your people will follow you gladly young warriors in holy array, like dew-drops, born of the morning.

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

The Lord has sworn and will not repent, “As for you, you are priest for ever as Melchizedek was.”

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

By your side will the Lord shatter kings on 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 execute judgment filling the valleys with dead, the broad fields with shattered heads.

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

He will drink of the brook by the way, and march onward with uplifted head.