Psalms 110

1 “By David, a psalm.” The Eternal saith unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I place thy enemies as a stool for thy feet.

Psalm of David. Jehovah said unto my Lord, Sit at my right hand, until I put thine enemies [as] footstool of thy feet.

2 The staff of thy strength will the Eternal stretch forth out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thy enemies.

Jehovah shall send the sceptre of thy might out of Zion: rule in the midst of thine enemies.

3 Thy people will bring freewill-gifts on the day of thy power, in the ornaments of holiness: as out of the bosom of the morning-dawn so is thine the dew of thy youth.

Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in holy splendour: from the womb of the morning [shall come] to thee the dew of thy youth.

4 The Lord hath sworn, and will not repent of it, Thou shalt be a priest for ever after the order of Malki-zedek.

Jehovah hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou art priest for ever after the order of Melchisedek.

5 The Lord at thy right hand crusheth kings on the day of his wrath.

The Lord at thy right hand will smite through kings in the day of his anger.

6 He will judge among the nations—there shall be a fulness of corpses—he crusheth heads on a wide-spread land.

He shall judge among the nations; he shall fill [all places] with dead bodies; he shall smite through the head over a great country.

7 From the brook will he drink on 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.