Psalms 110

1 A psalm of David. Yahweh says to my master, “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 Yahweh will hold out the scepter of your strength from Zion; rule among your enemies.

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

3 Your people will follow you in holy garments of their own free will on the day of your power; from the womb of the dawn your youth will be to you like the dew.

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 Yahweh has sworn, and will not change: “You are a priest forever, after the manner 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 will kill kings on the day of his anger.

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

6 He will judge the nations; he will fill the battlegrounds with dead bodies; he will kill the leaders in many countries.

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 of the brook along the road, and then he will lift his head up high after victory.

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