Psalms 110

1 Jehovah says to my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

David kah Tingtoenglung BOEIPA kah olphong loh ka Boeipa la, “Na thunkha na kho ham khotloeng la ka khueh hilah kai kah bantang benah ngol,” a ti nah.

2 Jehovah will send forth the rod of thy strength out of Zion. Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.

Nang kah sarhi conghol te BOEIPA loh Zion lamkah han thak vetih na thunkha rhoek lakliah a taemrhai ni.

3 Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning thou have the dew of thy youth.

Na khuehtawn tue vaengah na pilnam loh rhuepomnah hmuencim ah kothoh a khueh vetih, na kah buemtui oila khaw khopo bung khui lamkah nang taengla ha pawk ni.

4 Jehovah has sworn, and will not repent. Thou are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.

”Melkhizedek banghui la kumhal duela na khosoih coeng,” tila BOEIPA loh a toemngam coeng dongah kohlawt mahpawh.

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

Na bantang kah ka Boeipa loh a thintoek hnin ah manghai rhoek a phop ni.

6 He will judge among the nations. He will fill with dead bodies. He will strike through the head in many countries.

Namtom ham lai a tloek vaengah rhok a hmoek vetih diklai pum kah a lu khaw a phop ni.

7 He will drink of the brook in the way, therefore he will lift up the head.

Long taengkah soklong tui te a ok vetih a lu a pomsang ni.