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, Be seated at my right hand, till I put all those who are against you under 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 will send out the rod of your strength from Zion; be king over your haters.

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 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.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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