Psalms 110

1 A Psalm of David. The LORD saith unto my lord: 'Sit thou at My right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.'

Zaburi mar Daudi. Jehova Nyasaye nowachone Ruodha kama: “Bed e bada korachwich, nyaka chop aket wasiki e bwo tiendi.”

2 The rod of Thy strength the LORD will send out of Zion: 'Rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.'

Jehova Nyasaye biro yaro lochni chakre Sayun; ibiro bedo gi loch e dier wasiki.

3 Thy people offer themselves willingly in the day of thy warfare; in adornments of holiness, from the womb of the dawn, thine is the dew of thy youth.

Jokedo magi biro bedo gi chuny moikore; gibiro riedo gokinyi kogwen gi duongʼ mamalo, kendo tekri nomedre odiechiengʼ kodiechiengʼ mana ka tho momoko e lum gokinyi.

4 The LORD hath sworn, and will not repent: 'Thou art a priest for ever after the manner of Melchizedek.'

Jehova Nyasaye osekwongʼore kendo ok nolok pache, osesingore niya, “In jadolo nyaka chiengʼ, koluwo kit dolo mar Melkizedek.”

5 The Lord at thy right hand doth crush kings in the day of His wrath.

Jehova Nyasaye ni e badi ma korachwich obiro loyo ruodhi chiengʼ ma mirimbe otuk.

6 He will judge among the nations; He filleth it with dead bodies, He crusheth the head over a wide land.

Obiro ngʼado bura ne ogendini, mi opiel joma otho achana-achana kotieko jotelo duto mag piny.

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

Obiro modho e aora matin manie bath yo, emomiyo noyud teko mi otingʼ wiye.