JPS Tanakh 1917
1A Psalm of David.
The LORD saith unto my lord: ‘Sit thou at My right hand,
Until I make thine enemies thy footstool.’
2The rod of Thy strength the LORD will send out of Zion:
‘Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.’
3Thy 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.
4The LORD hath sworn, and will not repent:
‘Thou art a priest for ever
After the manner of Melchizedek.’
5The Lord at thy right hand
Doth crush kings in the day of His wrath.
6He will judge among the nations;
He filleth it with the dead bodies,
He crusheth the head over a wide land.
7He will drink of the brook in the way;
Therefore will he lift up the head.