Psalms 110

1 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.”

A Psalm of David. The affirmation of Jehovah to my Lord: 'Sit at My right hand, Till I make thine enemies thy footstool.'

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

The rod of thy strength doth Jehovah send from Zion, Rule in the midst of thine enemies.

3 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.

Thy people [are] free-will gifts in the day of Thy strength, in the honours of holiness, From the womb, from the morning, Thou hast the dew of thy youth.

4 The Lord has sworn and will not repent, “As for you, you are priest for ever as Melchizedek was.”

Jehovah hath sworn, and doth not repent, 'Thou [art] a priest to the age, According to the order of Melchizedek.'

5 By your side will the Lord shatter kings on the day of his wrath.

The Lord on thy right hand smote kings In the day of His anger.

6 He will execute judgment filling the valleys with dead, the broad fields with shattered heads.

He doth judge among the nations, He hath completed the carcases, Hath smitten the head over the mighty earth.

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

From a brook in the way he drinketh, Therefore he doth lift up the head!