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

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 hath sworn, and will not repent: 'Thou art a priest for ever after the manner 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 at thy right hand doth crush kings in the day of His wrath.

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

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

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

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

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