Psalms 110

1 A psalm of David. Yahweh says to my master, “Sit at my right hand until I make your enemies your footstool.”

He himene na Rawiri. I mea a Ihowa ki toku Ariki: Hei toku matau koe noho ai, kia meinga ra ano e ahau ou hoariri hei turanga waewae mou.

2 Yahweh will hold out the scepter of your strength from Zion; rule among your enemies.

Ma Ihowa e tono mai te tokotoko o tou kaha i Hiona: hei rangatira koe i waenganui i ou hoariri.

3 Your people will follow you in holy garments of their own free will on the day of your power; from the womb of the dawn your youth will be to you like the dew.

Ka kakama tou iwi ki te tapae atu i a ratou i te ra o tou kaha: i te ataahua o nga mea tapu, no te kopu mai o te ata, kei a koe te tomairangi o tou whanaketanga.

4 Yahweh has sworn, and will not change: “You are a priest forever, after the manner of Melchizedek.”

Kua oati a Ihowa, e kore ano tana e puta ke; Hei tohunga koe ake ake, no te tikanga o Merekihereke.

5 The Lord is at your right hand. He will kill kings on the day of his anger.

Kei tou matau te Ariki, ka maru i a ia nga kingi i te ra e riri ai ia.

6 He will judge the nations; he will fill the battlegrounds with dead bodies; he will kill the leaders in many countries.

E whakawa ia i waenganui i nga tauiwi; e whakakiia e ia nga whenua ki te tupapaku: ka maru i a ia nga upoko i nga whenua maha.

7 He will drink of the brook along the road, and then he will lift his head up high after victory.

Ka inu wai ia i te awa i te ara: a ka ara tona matenga.