Psalms 110

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

The Lord said to my Lord: Sit thou at my right hand: Until I make thy enemies thy footstool.

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

The Lord will send forth the sceptre of thy power out of Sion: rule thou in the midst of thy enemies.

3 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.

With thee is the principality in the day of thy strength: in the brightness of the saints: from the womb before the day star I begot thee.

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

The Lord hath sworn, and he will not repent: Thou art a priest for ever according to the order of Melchisedech.

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

The Lord at thy right hand hath broken kings in the day of his wrath.

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

He shall judge among nations, he shall fill ruins: he shall crush the heads in the land of the many.

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

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