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.”

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

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

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

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.

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

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

The Lord at thy right hand doth crush 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 will judge among the nations; He filleth it with dead bodies, He crusheth the head over a wide land.

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

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