Psalms 110

1 A Psalme of David. The Lord said vnto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, vntill I make thine enemies thy footestoole.

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 The Lord shall send the rod of thy power out of Zion: be thou ruler in the middes 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 shall come willingly at the time of assembling thine armie in holy beautie: the youth of thy wombe shalbe as the morning dewe.

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 The Lord sware and wil not repent, Thou art a Priest for euer after ye order of Melchi-zedek.

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

5 The Lord, that is at thy right hand, shall wound Kings in the day of his wrath.

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

6 He shalbe iudge among the heathen: he shall fill all with dead bodies, and smite the head ouer great countreis.

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

7 He shall drinke of the brooke in the way: therefore shall he lift vp his head.

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