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.”

Pisarema raDhavhidhi Jehovha akati kuna She wangu, “Gara kuruoko rwangu rworudyi, kusvikira ndaita vavengi vako chitsiko chetsoka dzako.”

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

Jehovha achatambanudza tsvimbo yesimba rako kubva muZioni; uchatonga pakati pavavengi vako.

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.

Mauto ako achazvipira pazuva rako rehondo. Wapfekedzwa nguo youshe, utsvene, kubva pachizvaro chamambakwedza uchagamuchira dova roujaya hwako.

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

Jehovha akapika, uye haangashanduki, achiti, “Iwe uri muprista nokusingaperi, worudzi rwaMerikizedheki.”

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

Jehovha ari kuruoko rwako rworudyi; achaparadza madzimambo pazuva rehasha dzake.

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

Achatonga ndudzi, achiunganidza vakafa, uye achiparadza vatongi venyika yose.

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

Achanwa parukova rwuri parutivi penzira; naizvozvo achasimudza musoro wake.