110 The Lord says to my Lord:
    “Sit at my right hand,
until I make your enemies your footstool.”
² The Lord sends forth from Zion
    your mighty sceptre.
    Rule in the midst of your enemies!
³ Your people will offer themselves freely
    on the day of your power,^[a]
    in holy garments;^[b]
from the womb of the morning,
    the dew of your youth will be yours.^[c]
4 The Lord has sworn
    and will not change his mind,
“You are a priest for ever
    after the order of Melchizedek.”
⁵ The Lord is at your right hand;
    he will shatter kings on the day of his wrath.
⁶ He will execute judgement among the nations,
    filling them with corpses;
he will shatter chiefs^[d]
    over the wide earth.
⁷ He will drink from the brook by the way;
    therefore he will lift up his head.