Psalms 110

1 A Psalm of David. The LORD saith unto my lord: 'Sit thou at My right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.'

David kah Tingtoenglung BOEIPA kah olphong loh ka Boeipa la, “Na thunkha na kho ham khotloeng la ka khueh hilah kai kah bantang benah ngol,” a ti nah.

2 The rod of Thy strength the LORD will send out of Zion: 'Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.'

Nang kah sarhi conghol te BOEIPA loh Zion lamkah han thak vetih na thunkha rhoek lakliah a taemrhai ni.

3 Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy warfare; in adornments of holiness, from the womb of the dawn, thine is the dew of thy youth.

Na khuehtawn tue vaengah na pilnam loh rhuepomnah hmuencim ah kothoh a khueh vetih, na kah buemtui oila khaw khopo bung khui lamkah nang taengla ha pawk ni.

4 The LORD hath sworn, and will not repent: 'Thou art a priest for ever after the manner of Melchizedek.'

”Melkhizedek banghui la kumhal duela na khosoih coeng,” tila BOEIPA loh a toemngam coeng dongah kohlawt mahpawh.

5 The Lord at thy right hand doth crush kings in the day of His wrath.

Na bantang kah ka Boeipa loh a thintoek hnin ah manghai rhoek a phop ni.

6 He will judge among the nations; He filleth it with dead bodies, He crusheth the head over a wide land.

Namtom ham lai a tloek vaengah rhok a hmoek vetih diklai pum kah a lu khaw a phop ni.

7 He will drink of the brook in the way; therefore will he lift up the head.

Long taengkah soklong tui te a ok vetih a lu a pomsang ni.