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.'

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

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

The rod of Thy strength the LORD will send out of Zion: 'Rule thou in the midst of thine 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.

Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy warfare; in adornments of holiness, from the womb of the dawn, thine is the dew of thy youth.

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 will not repent: 'Thou art a priest for ever after the manner of Melchizedek.'

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

The Lord at thy right hand doth crush 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 will judge among the nations; He filleth it with dead bodies, He crusheth the head over a wide land.

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

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