Psalms 110

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

Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar méning Rebbimge: — «Men séning düshmenliringni textipering qilghuche, Ong yénimda olturghin» — dédi.

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

Perwerdigar qudritingni körsitidighan shahane hasangni Ziondin uzitidu; Düshmenliring arisida höküm sürgin!

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.

Küchüngni körsitidighan künde, Öz xelqing xalis qurbanliq kebi pida bolidu; Muqeddes heywitingde, Shu yashliq dewringdikidek, Sanga hazirmu shebnemler seherning baliyatqusidin yéngi chiqqandek chüshidu;

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

Perwerdigar shundaq qesem ichti, Hem buningdin yanmaydu: — «Sen ebedil’ebedgiche Melkizedekning tipidiki bir kahindursen».

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

Ong teripingde bolghan Reb ghezipini körsetken künde padishahlarni urup pare-pare qiliwétidu;

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

U eller arisida sotlaydu; Jay-jaylarni jesetler bilen tolduridu; Keng zéminning béshini yaridu;

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

U yolda ériqtin su ichidu; U shunga kishining béshini yöligüchi bolidu.