110 The
LORD said unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I make thine
enemies thy footstool. 2 The
LORD shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the
midst of thine enemies. 3 Thy
people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holiness
from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.
4
The LORD hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou art a priest for ever after
the order of Melchizedek. 5 The
Lord at thy 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.