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 salm of Dauith. The Lord seide to my Lord; Sitte thou on my riyt side. Til Y putte thin enemyes; a stool of thi feet.

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

The Lord schal sende out fro Syon the yerde of thi vertu; be thou lord in the myddis of thin enemyes.

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.

The bigynnyng is with thee in the dai of thi vertu, in the briytnessis of seyntis; Y gendride thee of the wombe before the dai sterre.

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

The Lord swoor, and it schal not repente him; Thou art a preest with outen ende, bi the ordre of Melchisedech.

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

The Lord on thi riyt side; hath broke kyngis in the dai of his veniaunce.

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 schal deme among naciouns, he schal fille fallyngis; he schal schake heedis in the lond of many men.

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

He dranke of the stronde in the weie; therfor he enhaunside the heed.