Psalms 110

1 A Psalm of David. The LORD saith unto my lord: 'Sit thou at My right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.'

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

2 The rod of Thy strength the LORD will send out of Zion: 'Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.'

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

3 Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy warfare; in adornments of holiness, from the womb of the dawn, thine is the dew of thy youth.

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 hath sworn, and will not repent: 'Thou art a priest for ever after the manner of Melchizedek.'

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

5 The Lord at thy right hand doth crush kings in the day of His wrath.

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

6 He will judge among the nations; He filleth it with dead bodies, He crusheth the head over a wide land.

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 of the brook in the way; therefore will he lift up the head.

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