Chapter 110

A Psalm of David.

1

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

2

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

3

Thy people are 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.

4

Jehovah hath sworn, and doth not repent, 'Thou art a priest to the age, According to the order of Melchizedek.'

5

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

6

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

7

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