Psalms 110

1A Psalm of David. The affirmation of Jehovah to my Lord: `Sit at My right hand, Till I make thine enemies thy footstool.'

1The Lord said unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

2The rod of thy strength doth Jehovah send from Zion, Rule in the midst of thine enemies.

2The Lord shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.

3Thy people <FI>are<Fi> free-will gifts in the day of Thy strength, in the honours of holiness, From the womb, from the morning, Thou hast the dew of thy youth.

3Thy 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.

4Jehovah hath sworn, and doth not repent, `Thou <FI>art<Fi> a priest to the age, According to the order of Melchizedek.'

4The Lord hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.

5The Lord on thy right hand smote kings In the day of His anger.

5The Lord at thy right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

6He doth judge among the nations, He hath completed the carcases, Hath smitten the head over the mighty earth.

6He shall judge among the heathen, he shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall wound the heads over many countries.

7From a brook in the way he drinketh, Therefore he doth lift up the head!

7He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head.