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.

Psalmus David. Dixit Dominus Domino meo: Sede a dextris meis: Donec ponam inimicos tuos, scabellum pedum tuorum.

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

Virgam virtutis tuae emittet Dominus ex Sion: dominare in medio inimicorum tuorum.

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.

Tecum principium in die virtutis tuae in splendoribus sanctorum: ex utero ante luciferum genui te.

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

Iuravit Dominus, et non poenitebit eum: Tu es sacerdos in aeternum secundum ordinem Melchisedech.

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

Dominus a dextris tuis, confregit in die irae suae reges.

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

Iudicabit in nationibus, implebit ruinas: conquassabit capita in terra multorum.

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

De torrente in via bibit: propterea exaltabit caput.