Psalms 110

1 A Psalm by David. The LORD says to my Lord, “Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool for your feet.”

Abụ Ọma Devid. Onyenwe anyị gwara Onyenwe m okwu sị ya: “Nọdụ ala nʼaka nri m ruo mgbe m ga-eme ndị iro gị ihe mgbakwasị ụkwụ nye ụkwụ gị.”

2 The LORD will send out the rod of your strength out of Zion. Rule among your enemies.

Onyenwe anyị ga-eme ka ike ọchịchị gị site na Zayọn ruo ala ndị ọzọ; ị ga-achị nʼetiti ndị iro gị niile.

3 Your people offer themselves willingly in the day of your power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning, you have the dew of your youth.

Nʼụbọchị ị ga-ebu agha, ndị agha gị niile ga-ahọrọ nʼonwe ha i soro gị. Ndị yikwasịrị ịma mma nke ịdị nsọ ka uwe, bụ ụmụ okorobịa gị ga-abịakwute gị dịka igirigi site nʼafọ ụtụtụ.

4 The LORD has sworn, and will not change his mind: “You are a priest forever in the order of Melchizedek.”

Onyenwe anyị aṅụọla iyi, ọ gaghị agbanwe uche ya: “Gị onwe gị bụ onye nchụaja ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, nʼusoro Melkizedek.”

5 The Lord is at your right hand. He will crush kings in the day of his wrath.

Onyenwe anyị nọ nʼaka nri gị. Ọ ga-egwepịa ndị eze nʼụbọchị oke iwe ya.

6 He will judge among the nations. He will heap up dead bodies. He will crush the ruler of the whole earth.

Ọ ga-ekpe mba niile ikpe, na-atụkọta ndị nwụrụ anwụ, ma gwepịa ndị na-achị achị nʼelu ụwa niile.

7 He will drink of the brook on the way; therefore he will lift up his head.

Ọ ga-aṅụ mmiri site nʼiyi nta nke dị nʼakụkụ ụzọ; nʼihi nke a, ọ ga-eweli isi ya elu.