Salamo 110

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

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.”

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

The Lord is at your right hand. He will crush kings in 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 judge amongst the nations. He will heap up dead bodies. He will crush the ruler of the whole earth.

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

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