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.

Nkunga Davidi. Yave wutuba kuidi Pfumu ama: “Vuanda va koko kuama ku lubakala nate ndikitula bambeni ziaku kima kioki beti tetika malu mu diambu di malu maku.”

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

Yave wela nonuna nkawa aku wu lulendo wu kipfumu tona ku Sioni; wela yadila va khatitsika bambeni ziaku.

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.

Minkangu miaku mi masodi miela ba luzolo lumboti; mu lumbu kiaku ki mvita bavuata nzitusu wunlongo tona mu khiesa buisi wela tambula bimi bi bumuana buaku.

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

Yave wuzenga ndefi, kalendi viakisa mayindu mandi ko: “ngeyo widi nganga Nzambi mu zithangu zioso mu ntanda wu Meleshisedeki.”

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

Yave widi va koko kuaku ku lubakala; wela kosikisa mintinu mu lumbu ki miangu miandi mi ngolo.

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

Wela sambisa makanda, kupikisa bafua Niandi wela kosikisa minyadi va ntoto wumvimba.

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

Niandi wela nua nlangu wu mvuila mu ndambu nzila, diawu kela vumbudila ngolo ntu andi.