Psalm 110

‘Sit at my right hand
    until I make your enemies
    a footstool for your feet.’

²The Lord will extend your mighty sceptre from Zion, saying,
    ‘Rule in the midst of your enemies!’
³Your troops will be willing
    on your day of battle.
Arrayed in holy splendour,
    your young men will come to you
    like dew from the morning’s womb.^[b]

⁴The Lord has sworn
    and will not change his mind:
‘You are a priest for ever,
    in the order of Melchizedek.’

⁵The Lord is at your right hand^[c];
    he will crush kings on the day of his wrath.
⁶He will judge nations, heaping up the dead
    and crushing the rulers of the whole earth.
⁷He will drink from a brook along the way;^[d]
    and so he will lift his head high.