Psalms 110

1 The LORD said to my Lord, Sit you at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool.

Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar méning Rebbimge: — «Men séning düshmenliringni textipering qilghuche, Ong yénimda olturghin» — dédi.

2 The LORD shall send the rod of your strength out of Zion: rule you in the middle of your enemies.

Perwerdigar qudritingni körsitidighan shahane hasangni Ziondin uzitidu; Düshmenliring arisida höküm sürgin!

3 Your people shall be willing in the day of your power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: you have the dew of your youth.

Küchüngni körsitidighan künde, Öz xelqing xalis qurbanliq kebi pida bolidu; Muqeddes heywitingde, Shu yashliq dewringdikidek, Sanga hazirmu shebnemler seherning baliyatqusidin yéngi chiqqandek chüshidu;

4 The LORD has sworn, and will not repent, You are a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.

Perwerdigar shundaq qesem ichti, Hem buningdin yanmaydu: — «Sen ebedil’ebedgiche Melkizedekning tipidiki bir kahindursen».

5 The Lord at your right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

Ong teripingde bolghan Reb ghezipini körsetken künde padishahlarni urup pare-pare qiliwétidu;

6 He shall judge among the heathen, he shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall wound the heads over many countries.

U eller arisida sotlaydu; Jay-jaylarni jesetler bilen tolduridu; Keng zéminning béshini yaridu;

7 He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head.

U yolda ériqtin su ichidu; U shunga kishining béshini yöligüchi bolidu.