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 salm of Dauith. The Lord seide to my Lord; Sitte thou on my riyt side. Til Y putte thin enemyes; a stool of thi feet.

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

The Lord schal sende out fro Syon the yerde of thi vertu; be thou lord in the myddis of thin enemyes.

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 bigynnyng is with thee in the dai of thi vertu, in the briytnessis of seyntis; Y gendride thee of the wombe before the dai sterre.

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

The Lord swoor, and it schal not repente him; Thou art a preest with outen ende, bi the ordre of Melchisedech.

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

The Lord on thi riyt side; hath broke kyngis in the dai of his veniaunce.

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

He schal deme among naciouns, he schal fille fallyngis; he schal schake heedis in the lond of many men.

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

He dranke of the stronde in the weie; therfor he enhaunside the heed.