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.” Jehovah said to my lord, “Sit thou at my right hand, Until I make thy foes thy footstool.”

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

Jehovah will extend the sceptre of thy power from 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 shall be ready, when thou musterest thy forces, in holy splendor; Thy youth shall come forth like dew from the womb of the morning.

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

Jehovah hath sworn, and he will not repent: “Thou art a priest for ever, After the order of Melchisedeck!”

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

The Lord is at thy right hand, He shall 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 shall execute justice among the nations; He shall fill them with dead bodies, He shall crush the heads of his enemies over many lands.

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

He shall drink of the brook in the way; Therefore shall he lift up his head.