Psalms 110

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

A Psalme of David. The Lord said vnto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, vntill I make thine enemies thy footestoole.

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

The Lord shall send the rod of thy power out of Zion: be thou ruler in the middes 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 shall come willingly at the time of assembling thine armie in holy beautie: the youth of thy wombe shalbe as the morning dewe.

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

The Lord sware and wil not repent, Thou art a Priest for euer after ye order of Melchi-zedek.

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

The Lord, that is at thy right hand, shall wound 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 shalbe iudge among the heathen: he shall fill all with dead bodies, and smite the head ouer great countreis.

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

He shall drinke of the brooke in the way: therefore shall he lift vp his head.