Salmos 110

1Jehovah saith unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, Until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

2Jehovah will send forth the __a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Psalm 110:2 Or, sceptre __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ rod of thy strength out of Zion: Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.

3Thy people offer themselves willingly __a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Psalm 110:3 Or, army __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ power, __a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Psalm 110:3 Or, in the beauty of holiness __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ in holy array: Out of the womb of the morning __a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Psalm 110:3 Or, Thy youth are to thee as the dew __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ Thou hast the dew of thy youth.

4Jehovah hath sworn, and will not repent: Thou art a priest for ever order of Melchizedek.

5The Lord at thy right hand Will strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

6He will judge among the nations, He __a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Psalm 110:6 Or, hath filled __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ will fill the places with dead bodies; __a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Psalm 110:6 Or, Hath stricken __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ will strike through the head __a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Psalm 110:6 Or, over a wide land __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ in many countries.

7He will drink of the brook in the way: Therefore will he lift up the head.