Ps 110
1 
               A Psalm of David. The LORD saith unto my lord: 'Sit thou at My right hand, until I
                  make thine enemies thy footstool.'
                  
               2 
               The rod of Thy strength the LORD will send out of Zion: 'Rule thou in the midst of
                  thine enemies.'
                  
               3 
               Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy warfare; in adornments of
                  holiness, from the womb of the dawn, thine is the dew of thy youth.
                  
               4 
               The LORD hath sworn, and will not repent: 'Thou art a priest for ever after the manner
                  of Melchizedek.'
                  
               5 
               The Lord at thy right hand doth crush kings in the day of His wrath.
               6 
               He will judge among the nations; He filleth it with dead bodies, He crusheth the head
                  over a wide land.
                  
               7 
               He will drink of the brook in the way; therefore will he lift up the head.