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.”

`The salm of Dauith. The Lord seide to my Lord; Sitte thou on my riyt side. Til Y putte thin enemyes; a stool of thi feet.

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

The Lord schal sende out fro Syon the yerde of thi vertu; be thou lord in the myddis of thin enemyes.

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.

The bigynnyng is with thee in the dai of thi vertu, in the briytnessis of seyntis; Y gendride thee of the wombe before the dai sterre.

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

The Lord swoor, and it schal not repente him; Thou art a preest with outen ende, bi the ordre of Melchisedech.

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

The Lord on thi riyt side; hath broke kyngis in the dai of his veniaunce.

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

He schal deme among naciouns, he schal fille fallyngis; he schal schake heedis in the lond of many men.

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

He dranke of the stronde in the weie; therfor he enhaunside the heed.