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.”

Kathutkung: Devit BAWIPA ni ka Bawipa koevah, na taran hah na khoktoungnae lah ka sak hoehroukrak, kaie kut arang lah tahung atipouh.

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

BAWIPA ni, na thaonae tahroe teh, Zion hoi ka patoun han. Na tarannaw lungui uk haw.

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.

Na taran na tuk hnin vah, na taminaw teh amamouh lungthocalah hoi na thosin awh han. Na thoundounnaw teh amom e tadamtui patetlah, nang koe monkathoung dawkvah, a tâco awh han.

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

BAWIPA ni nang teh, Melkhizedek patetlah a yungyoe vaihma bawi telah thoe na bo toung dawkvah, nâtuek hai bout kâhno mahoeh toe.

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

BAWIPA teh nange aranglah ao teh, a lungkhueknae hnin dawk siangpahrangnaw koung na thei han.

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

Miphunnaw hah lawk koung ceng vaiteh, hmuen pueng koe tami ro hoi akawi han. Ram moikapap kahrawikungnaw hah koung a thei han.

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

Lam teng e sawkcanaw a nei awh vaiteh, lû hah a tawm awh han.