Psalm 110

Psalm 110

1.The Lord did say unto my Lord,
     sit thou at my right hand,
Until I make thy foes a stool,
     whereon thy feet may stand.

2.The Lord shall out of Sion send
    the rod of thy great pow’r:
In midst of all thine enemies
    be thou the governor.

3.A willing people in thy day
     of pow’r shall come to thee,
In holy beauties from morn’s womb;
     thy youth like dew shall be.

4.The Lord himself hath made an oath,
     and will repent him never,
Of th’order of Melchisedec
     thou art a priest for ever.

5.The glorious and mighty Lord,
     that sits at thy right hand,
Shall, in his day of wrath, strike through
     kings that do him withstand.

6.He shall among the heathen judge,
     he shall with bodies dead
The places fill: o’er many lands
     he shall wound ev’ry head.

7.The brook that runneth in the way
      with drink shall him supply;
And, for this cause, in triumph he
     shall lift his head on high.

King David

Piano: Bill Ashton

Singing: Hilary Ashton