Psalms 110

1 A Psalm by David. The LORD says to my Lord, “Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool for your feet.”

Jehovah says to my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

2 The LORD will send out the rod of your strength out of Zion. Rule among your enemies.

Jehovah will send forth the rod of thy strength out of Zion. Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.

3 Your people offer themselves willingly in the day of your power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning, you have the dew of your youth.

Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning thou have the dew of thy youth.

4 The LORD has sworn, and will not change his mind: “You are a priest forever in the order of Melchizedek.”

Jehovah has sworn, and will not repent. Thou are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.

5 The Lord is at your right hand. He will crush kings in the day of his wrath.

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

6 He will judge among the nations. He will heap up dead bodies. He will crush the ruler of the whole earth.

He will judge among the nations. He will fill with dead bodies. He will strike through the head in many countries.

7 He will drink of the brook on the way; therefore he will lift up his head.

He will drink of the brook in the way, therefore he will lift up the head.