Psalms 110

1 A Psalm by David. The LORD says to my Lord, “Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool for your feet.”

David kah Tingtoenglung BOEIPA kah olphong loh ka Boeipa la, “Na thunkha na kho ham khotloeng la ka khueh hilah kai kah bantang benah ngol,” a ti nah.

2 The LORD will send out the rod of your strength out of Zion. Rule amongst your enemies.

Nang kah sarhi conghol te BOEIPA loh Zion lamkah han thak vetih na thunkha rhoek lakliah a taemrhai ni.

3 Your people offer themselves willingly in the day of your power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning, you have the dew of your youth.

Na khuehtawn tue vaengah na pilnam loh rhuepomnah hmuencim ah kothoh a khueh vetih, na kah buemtui oila khaw khopo bung khui lamkah nang taengla ha pawk ni.

4 The LORD has sworn, and will not change his mind: “You are a priest forever in the order of Melchizedek.”

”Melkhizedek banghui la kumhal duela na khosoih coeng,” tila BOEIPA loh a toemngam coeng dongah kohlawt mahpawh.

5 The Lord is at your right hand. He will crush kings in the day of his wrath.

Na bantang kah ka Boeipa loh a thintoek hnin ah manghai rhoek a phop ni.

6 He will judge amongst the nations. He will heap up dead bodies. He will crush the ruler of the whole earth.

Namtom ham lai a tloek vaengah rhok a hmoek vetih diklai pum kah a lu khaw a phop ni.

7 He will drink of the brook on the way; therefore he will lift up his head.

Long taengkah soklong tui te a ok vetih a lu a pomsang ni.