Psalm 110:1-7

110:1 A psalm of David.

Here is the Lord’s proclamation to my lord:

“Sit down at my right hand until I make your enemies your footstool.”

2 The Lord extends your dominion from Zion.

Rule in the midst of your enemies.

3 Your people willingly follow you when you go into battle.

On the holy hills at sunrise the dew of your youth belongs to you.

4 The Lord makes this promise on oath and will not revoke it:

“You are an eternal priest after the pattern of Melchizedek.”

5 O Lord, at your right hand

he strikes down kings in the day he unleashes his anger.

6 He executes judgment against the nations.

He fills the valleys with corpses;

he shatters their heads over the vast battlefield.

7 From the stream along the road he drinks;

then he lifts up his head.