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.

Rabbigu wuxuu Sayidkayga ku yidhi, Midigtayda fadhiiso, Ilaa aan cadaawayaashaada ka dhigo meeshaad cagahaaga saaratid.

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

Rabbigu wuxuu Siyoon ka soo diri doonaa ushii xooggaaga, Cadaawayaashaada dhexdooda ka tali.

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.

Dadkaagu iyagoo raalli ah bay isbixiyaan maalintii xooggaaga, Iyagoo leh quruxda quduusnimada, ee ka timaada uurka waaberiga, Adigaa leh sayaxa dhallinyaranimadaada.

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

Rabbigu wuu dhaartay, kana soo noqon maayo, oo wuxuu yidhi, Adigu weligaaba wadaad baad tahay, Sidii derejadii Malkisadaq.

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

Sayidka midigtaada joogaa Wuxuu maalinta cadhadiisa dooxi doonaa boqorro.

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

Isagu quruumaha dhexdooda ayuu wax ku xukumi doonaa, Oo meel walba wuxuu ka buuxin doonaa meydad, Oo waddammo badan ayuu madaxda ka dili doonaa.

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

Intuu jidka socdo ayuu durdurka ka cabbi doonaa, Oo sidaas daraaddeed ayuu madaxa kor u qaadi doonaa.