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.”

Of David, a psalm. This said the Lord concerning my lord, ‘Sit at my right hand, till I set your foot on the neck of your foes.’

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

On Zion the Lord is wielding your sceptre of might, and charges you to rule over the foes that surround you.

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.

The day that you march to battle your people will follow you gladly young warriors in holy array, like dew-drops, born of the morning.

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

The Lord has sworn and will not repent, ‘As for you, you are priest for ever as Melchizedek was.’

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

By your side will the Lord shatter kings on 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 execute judgment filling the valleys with dead, the broad fields with shattered heads.

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

He will drink of the brook by the way, and march onward with uplifted head.