Psalms 110
1The LORD said unto my Lord,
Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool.
2The LORD shall send the rod of your strength out of Zion: rule you in the midst of your enemies.
3Your 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.
4The LORD has sworn, and will not relent,
You are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.
5The Lord at your right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath.
6He shall judge among the nations, he shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall crush the heads over many countries.
7He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head.
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