Psalms 110

1 A PSALM OF DAVID. A declaration of YHWH to my Lord: “Sit at My right hand, Until I make Your enemies Your footstool.”

The Lord said to my Lord: Sit thou at my right hand: Until I make thy enemies thy footstool.

2 YHWH sends the rod of Your strength from Zion, Rule in the midst of Your enemies.

The Lord will send forth the sceptre of thy power out of Sion: rule thou in the midst of thy enemies.

3 Your people [are] free-will gifts in the day of Your strength, in the honors of holiness, From the womb, from the morning, You have the dew of Your youth.

With thee is the principality in the day of thy strength: in the brightness of the saints: from the womb before the day star I begot thee.

4 YHWH has sworn, and does not relent, “You [are] a priest for all time, According to the order of Melchizedek.”

The Lord hath sworn, and he will not repent: Thou art a priest for ever according to the order of Melchisedech.

5 The Lord on Your right hand struck kings In the day of His anger.

The Lord at thy right hand hath broken kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He judges among the nations, He has completed the carcasses, Has struck the head over the mighty earth.

He shall judge among nations, he shall fill ruins: he shall crush the heads in the land of the many.

7 He drinks from a brook in the way, Therefore He lifts up the head!

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