Psalms 110
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110
1The Lord said unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand until I make thine enemies thy footstool.2The Lord shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion; rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.3Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauty of holiness; as the dew which falls from the womb of the morning, thus shall those who are thine be born unto thee.4The Lord has sworn and will not repent, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.
5The Lord at thy right hand shall smite the kings in the day of his wrath.6He shall judge among the Gentiles; he shall fill their places with dead bodies; he shall wound the head over much of the earth.7He shall drink of the brook in the way; therefore he shall lift up his head.