Psalms 110

1 A Psalm of David. The Lord said to my Lord, “Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your 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 Lord will send forth the scepter of your virtue from Zion. Rule in the midst of your enemies.

Jehovah will extend the sceptre of thy power from Zion: Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies!

3 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.

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 The Lord has sworn, and he will not repent: “You are a priest forever, 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 is at your right hand. He has broken kings in the day of his wrath.

The Lord is at thy right hand, He shall crush kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He will judge between the nations; he will fill up ruination. He will shatter heads in the land of the many.

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

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