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.

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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