Psalms 2
1 Why do the nations rage, and the peoples meditate vain things?
Hvorfor fnyse Hedningerne, og grunde Folkene paa Forfængelighed?
2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against Jehovah, and against his anointed, saying,
Jordens Konger rejse sig, og Fyrsterne raadslaa tilsammen imod Herren og imod hans salvede:
3 Let us break their bonds apart, and cast away their cords from us.
„Lader os sønderrive deres Baand og kaste deres Reb af os!”
4 He who sits in the heavens will laugh. The Lord will have them in derision.
Han, som bor i Himlene, ler; Herren spotter dem.
5 Then he will speak to them in his wrath, and vex them in his great displeasure.
Da skal han tale til dem i sin Vrede og forfærde dem i sin Harme:
6 Yet I have set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
„Jeg har dog indsat min Konge over Zion, mit hellige Bjerg.”
7 I will tell of the decree. Jehovah said to me, Thou are my Son, this day I have begotten thee.
Jeg vil fortælle om et beskikket Raad; Herren sagde til mig: Du er min Søn; jeg fødte dig i Dag.
8 Ask of me, and I will give thee the nations for thine inheritance, and the outermost parts of the earth for thy possession.
Begær af mig, saa vil jeg give dig Hedningerne til din Arv og Jordens Grænser til din Ejendom.
9 Thou shall break them with a rod of iron, thou shall dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.
Du skal sønderslaa dem med et Jernspir, ligesom Pottemagerkar skal du sønderbryde dem.
10 Now therefore be wise, O ye kings. Be instructed, ye judges of the earth.
Og nu, I Konger, handler klogelig! lader eder undervise, I Dommere paa Jorden!
11 Serve Jehovah with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
Tjener Herren med Frygt og fryder eder med Bæven!
12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way, for his wrath will soon be kindled. Blessed are all those who take refuge in him.
Kysser Sønnen, at han ikke bliver vred, og I skulle omkomme paa Vejen; thi om et lidet vil hans Vrede optændes; salige alle de, som forlade sig paa ham!
