Psalms 110

1 “A psalm of David.” Jehovah said to my lord, “Sit thou at my right hand, Until I make thy foes thy 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 Jehovah will extend the sceptre of thy power from Zion: Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies!

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

3 Thy people shall be ready, when thou musterest thy forces, in holy splendor; Thy youth shall come forth like dew from the womb of the morning.

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 Jehovah hath sworn, and he will not repent: “Thou art a priest for ever, After the order of Melchisedeck!”

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

5 The Lord is at thy right hand, He shall crush kings in the day of his wrath.

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

6 He shall execute justice among the nations; He shall fill them with dead bodies, He shall crush the heads of his enemies over many lands.

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

7 He shall drink of the brook in the way; Therefore shall he lift up his head.

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