Psalms 110

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

A Psalm of David. The Lord said to my Lord, “Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool.”

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

The Lord will send forth the scepter of your virtue from Zion. Rule in the midst of your 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.

It is with you from the beginning, in the day of your virtue, in the splendor of the saints. From conception, before the light-bearer, I begot you.

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

The Lord has sworn, and he will not repent: “You are a priest forever, according to the order of Melchizedek.”

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

The Lord is at your right hand. He has broken 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 will judge between the nations; he will fill up ruination. He will shatter heads in the land of the many.

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

He will drink from the torrent on the way. Because of this, he will exalt the head.