Psalms 110

1 A Psalm of David. Jehovah saith unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, Until I make thine enemies thy footstool.

[David kah Tingtoenglung] BOEIPA kah olphong loh ka Boeipa la, “Na thunkha na kho ham khotloeng la ka khueh hilah kai kah bantang benah ngol,” a ti nah.

2 Jehovah will send forth the rod of thy strength out of Zion: Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.

Nang kah sarhi conghol te BOEIPA loh Zion lamkah han thak vetih na thunkha rhoek lakliah a taemrhai ni.

3 Thy people offer themselves willingly In the day of thy power, in holy array: Out of the womb of the morning Thou hast the dew of thy youth.

Na khuehtawn tue vaengah na pilnam loh rhuepomnah hmuencim ah kothoh a khueh vetih, nang kah buemtui oila khaw khopo bung khui lamkah nang taengla ha pawk ni.

4 Jehovah hath sworn, and will not repent: Thou art a priest for ever After the order of Melchizedek.

“Melkhizedek banghui la kumhal duela na khosoih coeng,” tila BOEIPA loh a toemngam coeng dongah kohlawt mahpawh.

5 The Lord at thy right hand Will strike through kings in the day of his wrath.

Na bantang kah ka Boeipa loh a thintoek hnin ah manghai rhoek a phop ni.

6 He will judge among the nations, He will fill [the places] with dead bodies; He will strike through the head in many countries.

Namtom ham lai a tloek vaengah rhok a hmoek vetih diklai pum kah a lu khaw a phop ni.

7 He will drink of the brook in the way: Therefore will he lift up the head.

Long taengkah soklong tui te a ok vetih a lu a pomsang ni.