Psalms 110

1 Psalm of David. Jehovah said unto my Lord, Sit at my right hand, until I put thine enemies [as] footstool of thy feet.

David’s. A Melody. The declaration of Yahweh to my Lord—Sit thou at my right hand, Until I make thy foes thy footstool.

2 Jehovah shall send the sceptre of thy might out of Zion: rule in the midst of thine enemies.

Thy sceptre of strength, will Yahweh extend out of Zion, Tread thou down, in the midst of thy foes.

3 Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in holy splendour: from the womb of the morning [shall come] to thee the dew of thy youth.

Thy people, will freely offer themselves, in the day of thine army, —in the splendours of holiness, out of the womb of the dawn, To thee, [shall spring forth] the dew of thy youth.

4 Jehovah hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou art priest for ever after the order of Melchisedek.

Yahweh, hath sworn—and will not repent, Thou, [shalt be] a priest unto times age-abiding, after the manner of Melchizedek.

5 The Lord at thy right hand will smite through kings in the day of his anger.

My Lord, on thy right hand, —hath shattered—in the day of his anger—kings;

6 He shall judge among the nations; he shall fill [all places] with dead bodies; he shall smite through the head over a great country.

He will judge among the nations—full of dead bodies! He hath shattered the head over a land far extended:

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

Of the torrent in the way, will he drink; —For this cause, will he lift up [his] head.