Psalms 110

1 A Psalme of David. The Lord said vnto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, vntill I make thine enemies thy footestoole.

A Psalm of David. The Lord said to my Lord, Sit you on my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool.

2 The Lord shall send the rod of thy power out of Zion: be thou ruler in the middes of thine enemies.

The Lord shall send out a rod of power for you out of Sion: rule you in the midst of your enemies.

3 Thy people shall come willingly at the time of assembling thine armie in holy beautie: the youth of thy wombe shalbe as the morning dewe.

With you is dominion in the day of your power, in the splendors of your saints: I have begotten you from the womb before the morning.

4 The Lord sware and wil not repent, Thou art a Priest for euer after ye order of Melchi-zedek.

The Lord sware, and will not repent, You are a priest for ever, after the order of Melchisedec.

5 The Lord, that is at thy right hand, shall wound Kings in the day of his wrath.

The Lord at your right hand has dashed in pieces kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He shalbe iudge among the heathen: he shall fill all with dead bodies, and smite the head ouer great countreis.

He shall judge among the nations, he shall fill up [the number of] corpses, he shall crush the heads of many on the earth.

7 He shall drinke of the brooke in the way: therefore shall he lift vp his head.

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