Psalms 110

1 David’s. A Melody. The declaration of Yahweh to my Lord—Sit thou at my right hand, Until I make thy foes thy footstool.

Psalmus David. [Dixit Dominus Domino meo: Sede a dextris meis, donec ponam inimicos tuos scabellum pedum tuorum.

2 Thy sceptre of strength, will Yahweh extend out of Zion, Tread thou down, in the midst of thy foes.

Virgam virtutis tuæ emittet Dominus ex Sion: dominare in medio inimicorum tuorum.

3 Thy people, will freely offer themselves, in the day of thine army, —in the splendours of holiness, out of the womb of the dawn, To thee, [shall spring forth] the dew of thy youth.

Tecum principium in die virtutis tuæ in splendoribus sanctorum: ex utero, ante luciferum, genui te.

4 Yahweh, hath sworn—and will not repent, Thou, [shalt be] a priest unto times age-abiding, after the manner of Melchizedek.

Juravit Dominus, et non pœnitebit eum: Tu es sacerdos in æternum secundum ordinem Melchisedech.

5 My Lord, on thy right hand, —hath shattered—in the day of his anger—kings;

Dominus a dextris tuis; confregit in die iræ suæ reges.

6 He will judge among the nations—full of dead bodies! He hath shattered the head over a land far extended:

Judicabit in nationibus, implebit ruinas; conquassabit capita in terra multorum.

7 Of the torrent in the way, will he drink; —For this cause, will he lift up [his] head.

De torrente in via bibet; propterea exaltabit caput.]