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.'

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

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

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

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.

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

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

Iuravit Dominus, et non pœnitebit eum: Tu es sacerdos in æternum secundum ordinem Melchisedech.

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

Dominus a dextris tuis, confregit in die iræ suæ reges.

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

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

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

De torrente in via bibet: propterea exaltabit caput.