Psalms 110

1 A PSALM OF DAVID. A declaration of YHWH to my Lord: “Sit at My right hand, Until I make Your enemies Your footstool.”

David ƒe ha. Yehowa gblɔ na nye Aƒetɔ la be, “Nɔ anyi ɖe nye nuɖusime, va se ɖe esime matsɔ wò futɔwo awɔ wò afɔɖodzinui.”

2 YHWH sends the rod of Your strength from Zion, Rule in the midst of Your enemies.

Yehowa adidi wò ŋusẽ ƒe fiatikplɔ ɖe edzi tso Zion, eye àɖu fia le wò futɔwo dome.

3 Your people [are] free-will gifts in the day of Your strength, in the honors of holiness, From the womb, from the morning, You have the dew of Your youth.

Wò aʋakɔwo alɔ̃ faa ade megbe na wò le wò aʋakpegbe. Ànɔ atsyɔ̃ɖoɖo kɔkɔe, si do go tso fɔŋli ƒe dɔ me ke la me, axɔ wò ɖekakpuimezãmu.

4 YHWH has sworn, and does not relent, “You [are] a priest for all time, According to the order of Melchizedek.”

Yehowa ka atam, eye matrɔ eƒe susu akpɔ o, be “Wòe nye nunɔla tegbee, le Melkizedek ƒe ɖoɖo la nu.”

5 The Lord on Your right hand struck kings In the day of His anger.

Aƒetɔ la le wò nuɖusime, agbã fiawo nyanyanya le eƒe dɔmedzoeŋkeke la dzi.

6 He judges among the nations, He has completed the carcasses, Has struck the head over the mighty earth.

Adrɔ̃ ʋɔnu dukɔwo, eye wòali kɔ woƒe kukuawo, nenema ke wòagbã dziɖulawo le anyigba blibo la dzi.

7 He drinks from a brook in the way, Therefore He lifts up the head!

Ano tsi le tɔʋu si le mɔto la me, eya ta afɔ eƒe ta dzi.