Psalms 110

1 A psalm of David. The Lord said to my Lord, “Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies a footstool for you.”

Yhwh said unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

2 The Lord will expand your royal power from Zion; you will rule over your enemies.

Yhwh shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.

3 Your people willingly follow you on the day when your power is revealed on the holy mountains, renewed in strength every morning like dew at dawn.

Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.

4 The Lord has made a vow he will not break: “You are a priest forever, following the order of Melchizedek.”

Yhwh hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.

5 The Lord stands right beside you to support you; he will strike down kings in his anger.

The Lord at thy right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He will execute judgment on the nations, filling their lands with corpses. He will strike down those who rule all over the earth.

He shall judge among the heathen, he shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall wound the heads over many countries.

7 He will drink from streams beside the path. Therefore he will be victorious.

He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head.