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.

Zaburi ya Daudi. Bwana amwambia Bwana wangu: “Keti mkono wangu wa kuume, mpaka nitakapowafanya adui zako kuwa mahali pa kuweka miguu yako.”

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

Bwana ataeneza fimbo yako ya utawala yenye nguvu kutoka Sayuni; utatawala katikati ya adui zako.

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.

Askari wako watajitolea kwa hiari katika siku yako ya vita. Ukiwa umevikwa fahari takatifu, kutoka tumbo la mapambazuko utapokea umande wa ujana wako.

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

Bwana ameapa, naye hatabadilisha mawazo yake: “Wewe ni kuhani milele, kwa mfano wa Melkizedeki.”

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

Bwana yuko mkono wako wa kuume, atawaponda wafalme siku ya ghadhabu yake.

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

Atawahukumu mataifa, akilundika mizoga na kuwaponda watawala wa dunia nzima.

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

Atakunywa maji katika kijito kando ya njia, kwa hiyo atainua kichwa chake juu.