Psalms 110

1 A Psalm of David. The LORD said to my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I make thy enemies thy footstool.

Yon Sòm David SENYÈ a di a Senyè mwen an: “Chita bò kote men dwat Mwen Jiskaske Mwen fè ènmi Ou yo vin yon machpye pou Ou.”

2 The LORD shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thy enemies.

SENYÈ a va lonje baton wayal Ou a soti nan Sion e di: “Se pou ou renye nan mitan ènmi Ou yo”.

3 Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.

Pèp Ou a va sèvi ak bòn volonte nan jou pouvwa Ou yo. Yo parèt an sentete, soti nan zantray maten an; ak jennes Ou, tankou lawouzaj gran maten an.

4 The LORD hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.

SENYÈ a fin sèmante. Li p ap chanje panse L: “Ou se yon prèt jis pou tout tan selon lòd Melchisédek.”

5 The Lord at thy right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

SENYÈ a sou men dwat ou. Li va kraze wa yo nan jou kòlè Li a.

6 He shall judge among the heathen, he shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall wound the heads over many countries.

Li va jije pami nasyon yo. Li fè gwo pil kadav yo, Li va brize tèt a chèf tout latè a.

7 He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head.

Li va bwè nan flèv pandan L an wout; konsa, Li va leve tèt Li wo.