Of David. A psalm.
110 What the Lord says to my master:
“Sit right beside me
until I make your enemies
a footstool for your feet!”
2 May the Lord make your mighty scepter
reach far from Zion!
Rule over your enemies!
3 Your people stand ready
on your day of battle.
“In holy grandeur, from the dawn’s womb, fight!
Your youthful strength is like the dew itself.”
4 The Lord has sworn a solemn pledge and won’t change his mind:
“You are a priest forever in line with Melchizedek.”
5 My master, by your strong hand,
God has crushed kings on his day of wrath.
6 God brings the nations to justice,
piling the dead bodies, crushing heads throughout the earth.
7 God drinks from a stream along the way,
then holds his head up high.