Salamo 110

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

Of David, a psalm. This said the Lord concerning my lord, “Sit at my right hand, till I set your foot on the neck of your foes.”

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

On Zion the Lord is wielding your sceptre of might, and charges you to rule over the foes that surround you.

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

The day that you march to battle your people will follow you gladly young warriors in holy array, like dew-drops, born of the morning.

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

The Lord has sworn and will not repent, “As for you, you are priest for ever as Melchizedek was.”

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

By your side will the Lord shatter kings on the day of his wrath.

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

He will execute judgment filling the valleys with dead, the broad fields with shattered heads.

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

He will drink of the brook by the way, and march onward with uplifted head.