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. The LORD said to my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I make thy enemies thy footstool.

2 Yahweh will hold out the scepter of your strength from Zion; rule among your enemies.

The LORD shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thy 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 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 Yahweh has sworn, and will not change: “You are a priest forever, after the manner of Melchizedek.”

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

5 The Lord is at your right hand. He will kill kings on the day of his anger.

The Lord at thy right hand shall strike through 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 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 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 the head.