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

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

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

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.

4 Yahweh has sworn, and will not change: “You are a priest forever, after the manner of Melchizedek.”

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

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

The Lord is at your right hand. He will 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 will judge among the nations. He will heap up dead bodies. He will crush the ruler of the whole earth.

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

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