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.

Thaburi ya Daudi Jehova nĩerire Mwathani wakwa atĩrĩ: “Ikara guoko-inĩ gwakwa kwa ũrĩo, nginya rĩrĩa ngaatũma thũ ciaku ituĩke gaturwa ka makinya maku.”

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

Mũthĩgi wa hinya waku-rĩ, Jehova nĩakaũtambũrũkia kuuma Zayuni; nĩũgaathana ũrĩ gatagatĩ ga thũ ciaku.

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.

Ikundi ciaku cia ita nĩikerutĩra mũthenya waku wa mbaara. Igooka irĩ na ũgemu wa ũtheru, aanake aku mahaana ta ime rĩoima nda ya rũciinĩ ruoro rũgĩtema.

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

Jehova nĩehĩtĩte na ndangĩĩricũkwo, akoiga atĩrĩ: “Wee ũrĩ mũthĩnjĩri-Ngai nginya tene, o ta ũrĩa Melikisedeki aatariĩ.”

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

Mwathani arĩ guoko-inĩ gwaku kwa ũrĩo; nĩakahehenja athamaki mũthenya wa mangʼũrĩ make.

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

Nĩagatuĩra ndũrĩrĩ ciira, aige ciimba irũndo, na ahehenje aathani a thĩ yothe.

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

Nĩakanyua maaĩ ma karũũĩ karĩ mũkĩra-inĩ; nĩ ũndũ ũcio nĩakambararia mũtwe wake.