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. A declaration of YHWH to my Lord: “Sit at My right hand, Until I make Your enemies Your footstool.”

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

YHWH sends the rod of Your strength 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 [are] free-will gifts in the day of Your strength, in the honors of holiness, From the womb, from the morning, You have 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.

YHWH has sworn, and does not relent, “You [are] a priest for all time, According to the order of Melchizedek.”

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

The Lord on Your right hand struck kings In the day of His anger.

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

He judges among the nations, He has completed the carcasses, Has struck the head over the mighty earth.

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

He drinks from a brook in the way, Therefore He lifts up the head!