Psalms 110

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

A Psalm of David. The Lord said to my Lord, “Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool.”

2 The LORD shall send forth the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.

The Lord will send forth the scepter of your virtue from Zion. Rule in the midst of your enemies.

3 Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy power: in the beauties of holiness, from the womb of the morning, thou hast the dew of thy youth.

It is with you from the beginning, in the day of your virtue, in the splendor of the saints. From conception, before the light-bearer, I begot you.

4 The LORD hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.

The Lord has sworn, and he will not repent: “You are a priest forever, according to the order of Melchizedek.”

5 The Lord at thy right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

The Lord is at your right hand. He has broken kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He shall judge among the nations, he shall fill [the places] with dead bodies; he shall strike through the head in many countries.

He will judge between the nations; he will fill up ruination. He will shatter heads in the land of the many.

7 He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head.

He will drink from the torrent on the way. Because of this, he will exalt the head.