Psalms 110

1 A Psalm. Of David. The Lord said to my lord, Be seated at my right hand, till I put all those who are against you under your feet.

“By David, a psalm.” The Eternal saith unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I place thy enemies as a stool for thy feet.

2 The Lord will send out the rod of your strength from Zion; be king over your haters.

The staff of thy strength will the Eternal stretch forth out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thy enemies.

3 Your people give themselves gladly in the day of your power; like the dew of the morning on the holy mountains is the army of your young men.

Thy people will bring freewill-gifts on the day of thy power, in the ornaments of holiness: as out of the bosom of the morning-dawn so is thine the dew of thy youth.

4 The Lord has made an oath, and will not take it back. You are a priest for ever, after the order of Melchizedek.

The Lord hath sworn, and will not repent of it, Thou shalt be a priest for ever after the order of Malki-zedek.

5 In the day of his wrath kings will be wounded by the Lord at your right hand.

The Lord at thy right hand crusheth kings on the day of his wrath.

6 He will be judge among the nations, the valleys will be full of dead bodies; the head over a great country will be wounded by him.

He will judge among the nations—there shall be a fulness of corpses—he crusheth heads on a wide-spread land.

7 He will take of the stream by the way; so his head will be lifted up.

From the brook will he drink on the way: therefore will he lift up the head.