(Of David’s; a psalm.)
110 Quoth Jehovah to my lord “Sit at my right hand
till I make your enemies a footstool for your feet.”
2 Jehovah will send your strong staff out from Sion.
Hold sway amid your enemies!
3 Your people come in willingly on your day of effort;
on sacred mountains, from the womb of dawn,
you have your dew of youth.
4 Jehovah has sworn, and will not revoke it,
“You are priest forever on Malkisedek’s terms”;
5 The Lord is at your right hand.
He has shattered kings on his day of anger;
6 He will give judgment among the nations;
he has filled with bodies,
has shattered heads over a great country.
7 He will drink from an arroyo on the road;
therefore he will lift up his head.