< Psalms 110 >
1 A Psalm of David. Jehovah saith unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, Until I make thine enemies thy footstool.
Yon Sòm David SENYÈ a di a Senyè mwen an: “Chita bò kote men dwat Mwen Jiskaske Mwen fè ènmi Ou yo vin yon machpye pou Ou.”
2 Jehovah will send forth the rod of thy strength out of Zion: Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.
SENYÈ a va lonje baton wayal Ou a soti nan Sion e di: “Se pou ou renye nan mitan ènmi Ou yo”.
3 Thy people offer themselves willingly In the day of thy power, in holy array: Out of the womb of the morning Thou hast the dew of thy youth.
Pèp Ou a va sèvi ak bòn volonte nan jou pouvwa Ou yo. Yo parèt an sentete, soti nan zantray maten an; ak jennes Ou, tankou lawouzaj gran maten an.
4 Jehovah hath sworn, and will not repent: Thou art a priest for ever After the order of Melchizedek.
SENYÈ a fin sèmante. Li p ap chanje panse L: “Ou se yon prèt jis pou tout tan selon lòd Melchisédek.”
5 The Lord at thy right hand Will strike through kings in the day of his wrath.
SENYÈ a sou men dwat ou. Li va kraze wa yo nan jou kòlè Li a.
6 He will judge among the nations, He will fill [the places] with dead bodies; He will strike through the head in many countries.
Li va jije pami nasyon yo. Li fè gwo pil kadav yo, Li va brize tèt a chèf tout latè a.
7 He will drink of the brook in the way: Therefore will he lift up the head.
Li va bwè nan flèv pandan L an wout; konsa, Li va leve tèt Li wo.