Psalms 110

1 “By David, a psalm.” The Eternal saith unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I place thy enemies as a stool for thy feet.

Bawipa ing Ka Bawipa a venawh: “Na qaalkhqi ce na khaw tloengnaak na ka sai hlan dy kak tang benawh ngawi lah,” tina hy.

2 The staff of thy strength will the Eternal stretch forth out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thy enemies.

Bawipa ing nang a sawnghqawl thakawm ce Zion awhkawng hul law kawmsaw, na qaalkhqing lak awh nang ing uk kawp ti.

3 Thy people will bring freewill-gifts on the day of thy power, in the ornaments of holiness: as out of the bosom of the morning-dawn so is thine the dew of thy youth.

Na qalkapkhqi ing na qaal tuknaak khawnghi ce ngaih kawm uh. Ak ciim qypawmnaak ing thoeihcam qu nawh; mymcang phoen khui awhkawng ak thoeng law dam tui amyihna thak awm thym ce hu kawp ti.

4 The Lord hath sworn, and will not repent of it, Thou shalt be a priest for ever after the order of Malki-zedek.

Bawipa ing awi a sa hawh a dawngawh am thaw voel kaw: “Melkhizadek amyihna nang taw kumqui khawsoeih na awm hyk ti,” tihy.

5 The Lord at thy right hand crusheth kings on the day of his wrath.

Bawipa taw nak tang ben awh awm nawh; ak kaw a sonaak nyn awh sangpahrangkhqi ce tun kqai khqi boeih kaw.

6 He will judge among the nations—there shall be a fulness of corpses—he crusheth heads on a wide-spread land.

Anih ing phynlum awideng kawmsaw, thlang a qawk ce a qawn kyng coengawh khawmdek pum awhkaw a lukhqi ce phep khqi kaw.

7 From the brook will he drink on the way: therefore will he lift up the head.

Lamkeng awhkaw lawngca tui ce aw kawmsaw, a lu ce hak zoek kaw.