Psalms 110

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

The LORD said to my Lord, Sit you at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool.

2 The Lord will expand your royal power from Zion; you will rule over your enemies.

The LORD shall send the rod of your strength out of Zion: rule you in the middle of your enemies.

3 Your people willingly follow you on the day when your power is revealed on the holy mountains, renewed in strength every morning like dew at dawn.

Your people shall be willing in the day of your power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: you have the dew of your youth.

4 The Lord has made a vow he will not break: “You are a priest forever, following the order of Melchizedek.”

The LORD has sworn, and will not repent, You are a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.

5 The Lord stands right beside you to support you; he will strike down kings in his anger.

The Lord at your right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He will execute judgment on the nations, filling their lands with corpses. He will strike down those who rule all over the earth.

He shall judge among the heathen, he shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall wound the heads over many countries.

7 He will drink from streams beside the path. Therefore he will be victorious.

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