PSALM 110

1 A Psalm of David. The LORD said to my Lord, Sit here at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool. 2 The LORD shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion: ruling in the midst of your enemies. 3 Your people shall be volunteers in the day of your power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: you have the dew of your youth. 4 The LORD has sworn, and will not change, You are a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek. 5 The Lord at your right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his anger. 6 He shall judge among the heathen, he shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall wound the heads over many countries. 7 He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head.