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.

Faarfannaa Daawit. Waaqayyo, gooftaa kootiin: “Hamma ani diinota kee ejjeta miilla keetii godhutti, karaa mirga koo taaʼi” jedhe.

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

Waaqayyo, “Diinota kee gidduutti moʼi” jedhee bokkuu aangoo keetii Xiyoonii siif erga.

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.

Gaafa ati waraanaaf baatu, loltoonni kee fedhee isaaniitiin si faana qajeelu. Ati gadameessa ganamaa keessaa, surraa qulqulluu gonfattee fixeensa dargaggummaa keetii qabaatta.

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

Waaqayyo, “Akka sirna Malkiiseedeqitti, ati luba bara baraa ti” jedhee kakateera. Inni yaada isaa hin geeddaru.

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

Gooftaan karaa harka kee mirgaa jira; inni guyyaa dheekkamsa isaatti mootota ni burkuteessa.

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

Inni reeffa tuuluudhaan, bulchitoota guutummaa lafaa barbadeessuudhaan sabootatti mura.

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

Innis laga karaa cina jiru keessaa ni dhuga; kanaafuu mataa ol qabata.