Psalms 110

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

Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Mukama yagamba Mukama wange nti: “Tuula wano ku mukono gwange ogwa ddyo, okutuusa lwe ndimala okufufuggaza abalabe bo ne mbassa wansi w’ebigere byo.”

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

Mukama aligaziya obufuzi bwo okuva mu Sayuuni; olifuga abalabe bo.

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.

Abantu bo balyewaayo bokka mu ggye lyo ng’ekiseera ky’olutalo kituuse. Abavubuka bo, nga bali mu by’ekitiibwa ekitukuvu, balikukuŋŋaanirako ng’omusulo bwe gulabika ng’obudde bwakakya.

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

Mukama yalayira, era tagenda kukijjulula, yagamba nti, “Olibeera kabona emirembe gyonna ng’engeri ya Merukizeddeeki bw’eri.”

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

Mukama anaakulwaniriranga; bakabaka abakulwanyisa anaababetentanga mu busungu bwe obungi.

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

Aliramula amawanga, abafuzi b’ensi yonna n’abazikiriza, n’entuumo z’emirambo ziriba nnyingi ku nsi yonna.

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

Alinywa amazzi mu kagga ku kkubo, n’addamu amaanyi ag’obuwanguzi.