Psalms Chapter Psalms 110
1
The LORD said to my Lord, Sit you at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool.
2
The LORD shall send the rod of your strength out of Zion: rule you in the middle of your enemies.
3
Your people shall be willing 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 repent, 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 wrath.
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.