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.”

David ƒe ha. Yehowa gblɔ na nye Aƒetɔ la be, “Nɔ anyi ɖe nye nuɖusime, va se ɖe esime matsɔ wò futɔwo awɔ wò afɔɖodzinui.”

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

Yehowa adidi wò ŋusẽ ƒe fiatikplɔ ɖe edzi tso Zion, eye àɖu fia le wò futɔwo dome.

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.

Wò aʋakɔwo alɔ̃ faa ade megbe na wò le wò aʋakpegbe. Ànɔ atsyɔ̃ɖoɖo kɔkɔe, si do go tso fɔŋli ƒe dɔ me ke la me, axɔ wò ɖekakpuimezãmu.

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

Yehowa ka atam, eye matrɔ eƒe susu akpɔ o, be “Wòe nye nunɔla tegbee, le Melkizedek ƒe ɖoɖo la nu.”

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

Aƒetɔ la le wò nuɖusime, agbã fiawo nyanyanya le eƒe dɔmedzoeŋkeke la dzi.

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

Adrɔ̃ ʋɔnu dukɔwo, eye wòali kɔ woƒe kukuawo, nenema ke wòagbã dziɖulawo le anyigba blibo la dzi.

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

Ano tsi le tɔʋu si le mɔto la me, eya ta afɔ eƒe ta dzi.