Psalms 110

1 A Psalm of David. The affirmation of Jehovah to my Lord: 'Sit at My right hand, Till I make thine enemies thy footstool.'

Hoe t’Iehovà amy Talèkoy: Miambesara an-tañan-kavanako etoa, ampara’ te anoeko atimpahe’o o rafelahi’oo.

2 The rod of thy strength doth Jehovah send from Zion, Rule in the midst of thine enemies.

Hirahe’ Iehovà boak’e Tsiône ao ty kobain-kaozara’o: Mifehea añivon-drafelahi’o eo!

3 Thy people [are] free-will gifts in the day of Thy strength, in the honours of holiness, From the womb, from the morning, Thou hast the dew of thy youth.

Hahimbañe ondati’oo amy andron-kaozara’oy, ami’ty havolonahen-kamasiñañe; boak’an-kovim-panjirik’ andro ao; ama’o ty zono-katora’o.

4 Jehovah hath sworn, and doth not repent, 'Thou [art] a priest to the age, According to the order of Melchizedek.'

Nifanta t’Iehovà, vaho tsy hilesa: Mpisoroñe nainai’e irehe, ami’ty famosora’ i Melkizedeke.

5 The Lord on thy right hand smote kings In the day of His anger.

I Tale am-pitàn-kavana’oy ty handemoke mpanjaka amy andron-kaviñera’ey.

6 He doth judge among the nations, He hath completed the carcases, Hath smitten the head over the mighty earth.

Hizaka’e añivo’ o fifeheañeo ré, le ho lipore’e lolo ty ao, ho hotohotoe’e an-tane mienene ty loha maro.

7 From a brook in the way he drinketh, Therefore he doth lift up the head!

Hikama rano an-torahañe añ’olon-dalañe eo re, vaho hampiandrae’e ty añ’ambone’e.