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.”

Hoe t’Iehovà amy Talèkoy: Miambesara an-tañan-kavanako etoa, ampara’ te anoeko atimpahe’o o rafelahi’oo.

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

Hirahe’ Iehovà boak’e Tsiône ao ty kobain-kaozara’o: Mifehea añivon-drafelahi’o eo!

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.

Hahimbañe ondati’oo amy andron-kaozara’oy, ami’ty havolonahen-kamasiñañe; boak’an-kovim-panjirik’ andro ao; ama’o ty zono-katora’o.

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

Nifanta t’Iehovà, vaho tsy hilesa: Mpisoroñe nainai’e irehe, ami’ty famosora’ i Melkizedeke.

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

I Tale am-pitàn-kavana’oy ty handemoke mpanjaka amy andron-kaviñera’ey.

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

Hizaka’e añivo’ o fifeheañeo ré, le ho lipore’e lolo ty ao, ho hotohotoe’e an-tane mienene ty loha maro.

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

Hikama rano an-torahañe añ’olon-dalañe eo re, vaho hampiandrae’e ty añ’ambone’e.