Psalmi 2

1 Zašto se bune narodi, zašto puci ludosti snuju?

Why doe the heathen rage, and the people murmure in vaine?

2 Ustaju kraljevi zemaljski, knezovi se rotÄe protiv Jahve i Pomazanika njegova:

The Kings of the earth band themselues, and the princes are assembled together against the Lord, and against his Christ.

3 “Skršimo okove njihove i jaram njihov zbacimo!”

Let vs breake their bands, and cast their cordes from vs.

4 Smije se onaj što na nebu stoluje, Gospod im se podruguje.

But he that dwelleth in the heauen, shall laugh: the Lord shall haue them in derision.

5 Tad im veli u svom gnjevu, žestinom ih on zbunjuje:

Then shall hee speake vnto them in his wrath, and vexe them in his sore displeasure, saying,

6 “TÓa ja kralja svog postavih nad Sionom, svojom svetom gorom.”

Euen I haue set my King vpon Zion mine holy mountaine.

7 Obznanjujem odluku Jahvinu: Gospodin mi reče: “Ti si sin moj, danas te rodih.

I will declare the decree: that is, the Lord hath said vnto me, Thou art my Sonne: this day haue I begotten thee.

8 Zatraži samo, i dat ću ti puke u baštinu, i u posjed krajeve zemaljske.

Aske of me, and I shall giue thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the endes of the earth for thy possession.

9 Vladat ćeš njima palicom gvozdenÄom i razbit ih kao sud lončarski.”

Thou shalt krush them with a scepter of yron, and breake them in pieces like a potters vessell.

10 Opametite se sada, vi kraljevi, Urazumite se, suci zemaljski.

Be wise nowe therefore, ye Kings: be learned ye Iudges of the earth.

11 Služite Jahvi sa strahom, s trepetom se pokorite njemu,

Serue the Lord in feare, and reioyce in trembling.

12 da se ne razgnjevi te ne propadnete na putu, kad uskoro plane srdžba njegova. Blago svima koji se njemu utječu!

Kisse the sonne, least he be angry, and ye perish in the way, when his wrath shall suddenly burne. blessed are all that trust in him.