Psalms 110

1 David’s. A Melody. The declaration of Yahweh to my Lord—Sit thou at my right hand, Until I make thy foes thy footstool.

Ta Dawuda. Zabura ce. Ubangiji ya ce wa Ubangijina, “Zauna a hannun damana, sai na sa abokan gābanka su zama matashin sawunka.”

2 Thy sceptre of strength, will Yahweh extend out of Zion, Tread thou down, in the midst of thy foes.

Ubangiji zai fadada ikon sandan mulkinka daga Sihiyona za ka yi mulki a tsakiyar abokan gābanka.

3 Thy people, will freely offer themselves, in the day of thine army, —in the splendours of holiness, out of the womb of the dawn, To thee, [shall spring forth] the dew of thy youth.

Rundunarka za su so yin yaƙi a ranarka ta yaƙi. Saye cikin ɗaukaka mai tsarki, daga cikin ciki na safiya za ka karɓi raɓar ƙuruciyarka.

4 Yahweh, hath sworn—and will not repent, Thou, [shalt be] a priest unto times age-abiding, after the manner of Melchizedek.

Ubangiji ya rantse ba zai kuma canja zuciyarsa ba, “Kai firist ne har abada, bisa ga tsarin Melkizedek.”

5 My Lord, on thy right hand, —hath shattered—in the day of his anger—kings;

Ubangiji yana a hannun damanka; zai murƙushe sarakuna a ranar fushinsa.

6 He will judge among the nations—full of dead bodies! He hath shattered the head over a land far extended:

Zai hukunta al’ummai, yana tarawa gawawwaki yana kuma murƙushe masu mulkin dukan duniya.

7 Of the torrent in the way, will he drink; —For this cause, will he lift up [his] head.

Zai sha daga rafin da yake kusa da hanya; saboda haka zai ɗaga kansa sama.