Psalm 110

Dixit Dominus

The Lord said unto my Lord *

Sit thou on my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

The Lord shall send the rod of thy power out of Sion *

be thou ruler, even in the midst among thine enemies.

In the day of thy power shall the people offer thee free-will offerings with an holy worship *

the dew of thy birth is of the womb of the morning.

The Lord sware, and will not repent *

Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchisedech.

The Lord upon thy right hand *

shall wound even kings in the day of his wrath.

He shall judge among the heathen; he shall fill the places with the dead bodies *

and smite in sunder the heads over divers countries.

He shall drink of the brook in the way *

therefore shall he lift up his head.

Psalm 132

Memento, Domine

Lord, remember David *

and all his trouble;

How he sware unto the Lord *

and vowed a vow unto the Almighty God of Jacob;

I will not come within the tabernacle of mine house *

nor climb up into my bed;

I will not suffer mine eyes to sleep, nor mine eye-lids to slumber *

neither the temples of my head to take any rest;

Until I find out a place for the temple of the Lord *

an habitation for the mighty God of Jacob.

Lo, we heard of the same at Ephrata *

and found it in the wood.

We will go into his tabernacle *

and fall low on our knees before his footstool.

Arise, O Lord, into thy resting-place *

thou, and the ark of thy strength.

Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness *

and let thy saints sing with joyfulness.

For thy servant David’s sake *

turn not away the presence of thine Anointed.

The Lord hath made a faithful oath unto David *

and he shall not shrink from it;

Of the fruit of thy body *

shall I set upon thy seat.

If thy children will keep my covenant, and my testimonies that I shall learn them *

their children also shall sit upon thy seat for evermore.

For the Lord hath chosen Sion to be an habitation for himself *

he hath longed for her.

This shall be my rest for ever *

here will I dwell, for I have a delight therein.

I will bless her victuals with increase *

and will satisfy her poor with bread.

I will deck her priests with health *

and her saints shall rejoice and sing.

There shall I make the horn of David to flourish *

I have ordained a lantern for mine Anointed.

As for his enemies, I shall clothe them with shame *

but upon himself shall his crown flourish.