Psalms 110

1 `The salm of Dauith. The Lord seide to my Lord; Sitte thou on my riyt side. Til Y putte thin enemyes; a stool of thi feet.

Of David, a psalm. This said the Lord concerning my lord, ‘Sit at my right hand, till I set your foot on the neck of your foes.’

2 The Lord schal sende out fro Syon the yerde of thi vertu; be thou lord in the myddis of thin enemyes.

On Zion the Lord is wielding your sceptre of might, and charges you to rule over the foes that surround you.

3 The bigynnyng is with thee in the dai of thi vertu, in the briytnessis of seyntis; Y gendride thee of the wombe before the dai sterre.

The day that you march to battle your people will follow you gladly young warriors in holy array, like dew-drops, born of the morning.

4 The Lord swoor, and it schal not repente him; Thou art a preest with outen ende, bi the ordre of Melchisedech.

The Lord has sworn and will not repent, ‘As for you, you are priest for ever as Melchizedek was.’

5 The Lord on thi riyt side; hath broke kyngis in the dai of his veniaunce.

By your side will the Lord shatter kings on the day of his wrath.

6 He schal deme among naciouns, he schal fille fallyngis; he schal schake heedis in the lond of many men.

He will execute judgment filling the valleys with dead, the broad fields with shattered heads.

7 He dranke of the stronde in the weie; therfor he enhaunside the heed.

He will drink of the brook by the way, and march onward with uplifted head.