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.

Dawid dwom. Awurade ka kyerɛɛ me Wura sɛ, “Tena me nifa so kɔsi sɛ mede wʼatamfoɔ bɛyɛ wo nan ntiasoɔ.”

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

Awurade bɛtrɛ wʼahempoma denden mu afiri Sion; na wobɛdi ɔhene wɔ wʼatamfoɔ so.

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.

Wʼakodɔm bɛyi wɔn akoma mu ɛda a wobɛkɔ sa. Tumi kronkron bɛyɛ wʼaduradeɛ na wo mmabunu bɛba wo nkyɛn sɛdeɛ bosuo gugu anɔpahema.

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

Awurade aka ntam na ɔrensesa nʼadwene: “Woyɛ daapem ɔsɔfoɔ te sɛ Melkisedek sɛso.”

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

Awurade wɔ wo nifa so; ɔbɛdwerɛ ahemfo wɔ nʼabufuhyeɛ da no.

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

Ɔbɛbu amanaman atɛn aboaboa afunu ano; na wadwerɛ sodifoɔ a wɔwɔ asase so nyinaa.

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

Ɔbɛnom asuwa a ɛda ɛkwan nkyɛn mu nsuo enti ɔbɛdi nkonim. Ɔhene no bɛnom asuwa a ɛda kwankyɛn mu nsuo, na wanya ahoɔden, na wagyina nkonimdie mu.