Psalms 110

1 A Psalm of David. The Lord said to my Lord, “Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool.”

A psalm of David. Yahweh says to my master, “Sit at my right hand until I make your enemies your footstool.”

2 The Lord will send forth the scepter of your virtue from Zion. Rule in the midst of your enemies.

Yahweh will hold out the scepter of your strength from Zion; rule among your enemies.

3 It is with you from the beginning, in the day of your virtue, in the splendor of the saints. From conception, before the light-bearer, I begot you.

Your people will follow you in holy garments of their own free will on the day of your power; from the womb of the dawn your youth will be to you like the dew.

4 The Lord has sworn, and he will not repent: “You are a priest forever, according to the order of Melchizedek.”

Yahweh has sworn, and will not change: “You are a priest forever, after the manner of Melchizedek.”

5 The Lord is at your right hand. He has broken kings in the day of his wrath.

The Lord is at your right hand. He will kill kings on the day of his anger.

6 He will judge between the nations; he will fill up ruination. He will shatter heads in the land of the many.

He will judge the nations; he will fill the battlegrounds with dead bodies; he will kill the leaders in many countries.

7 He will drink from the torrent on the way. Because of this, he will exalt the head.

He will drink of the brook along the road, and then he will lift his head up high after victory.