Psalms 110

1 The Lord said to my Lord: Sit thou at my right hand: Until I make thy enemies thy footstool.

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.”

2 The Lord will send forth the sceptre of thy power out of Sion: rule thou in the midst of thy enemies.

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

3 With thee is the principality in the day of thy strength: in the brightness of the saints: from the womb before the day star I begot thee.

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.

4 The Lord hath sworn, and he will not repent: Thou art a priest for ever according to the order of Melchisedech.

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

5 The Lord at thy right hand hath broken kings in the day of his wrath.

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

6 He shall judge among nations, he shall fill ruins: he shall crush the heads in the land of the many.

He will judge the nations, heaping up the dead; He will crush the leaders far and wide.

7 He shall drink of the torrent in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head.

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