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.

Bawipa ing Ka Bawipa a venawh: “Na qaalkhqi ce na khaw tloengnaak na ka sai hlan dy kak tang benawh ngawi lah,” tina hy.

2 The Lord shall send the rod of thy power out of Zion: be thou ruler in the middes of thine enemies.

Bawipa ing nang a sawnghqawl thakawm ce Zion awhkawng hul law kawmsaw, na qaalkhqing lak awh nang ing uk kawp ti.

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 qalkapkhqi ing na qaal tuknaak khawnghi ce ngaih kawm uh. Ak ciim qypawmnaak ing thoeihcam qu nawh; mymcang phoen khui awhkawng ak thoeng law dam tui amyihna thak awm thym ce hu kawp ti.

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

Bawipa ing awi a sa hawh a dawngawh am thaw voel kaw: “Melkhizadek amyihna nang taw kumqui khawsoeih na awm hyk ti,” tihy.

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

Bawipa taw nak tang ben awh awm nawh; ak kaw a sonaak nyn awh sangpahrangkhqi ce tun kqai khqi boeih kaw.

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

Anih ing phynlum awideng kawmsaw, thlang a qawk ce a qawn kyng coengawh khawmdek pum awhkaw a lukhqi ce phep khqi kaw.

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

Lamkeng awhkaw lawngca tui ce aw kawmsaw, a lu ce hak zoek kaw.