Tehillim - Psalms 110


1A Psalm of David.

The Lord saith unto my lord: ‘Sit thou at My right hand,Until I make thine enemies thy footstool.’

2The rod of Thy strength the Lord will send out of Zion:‘Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.’
3Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy warfare;In adornments of holiness, from the womb of the dawn,Thine is the dew of thy youth.
4The Lord hath sworn, and will not repent:‘Thou art a priest for everAfter the manner of Melchizedek.’
5The Lord at thy right handDoth crush kings in the day of His wrath.
6He will judge among the nations;He filleth it with the dead bodies,He crusheth the head over a wide land.
7He will drink of the brook in the way;Therefore will he lift up the head.