Psalms 2

1 Why do the nations rage and the peoples plot in vain?

Hvorfor fnyser Hedninger, hvi pønser Folkefærd paa, hvad faafængt er?

2 The kings of the earth take their stand and the rulers gather together, against the LORD and against His Anointed One:

Jordens Konger rejser sig, Fyrster samles til Raad mod HERREN og mod hans Salvede:

3 “Let us break Their chains and cast away Their cords.”

»Lad os sprænge deres Baand og kaste Rebene af os!«

4 The One enthroned in heaven laughs; the Lord taunts them.

Han, som troner i Himlen, ler, Herren, han spotter dem.

5 Then He rebukes them in His anger, and terrifies them in His fury:

Saa taler han til dem i Vrede, forfærder dem i sin Harme:

6 “I have installed My King on Zion, upon My holy mountain.”

»Jeg har dog indsat min Konge paa Zion, mit hellige Bjerg!«

7 I will proclaim the decree spoken to Me by the LORD: “You are My Son; today I have become Your Father.

Jeg kundgør HERRENS Tilsagn. Han sagde til mig: »Du er min Søn, jeg har født dig i Dag!

8 Ask Me, and I will make the nations Your inheritance, the ends of the earth Your possession.

Bed mig, og jeg giver dig Hedningefolk til Arv og den vide Jord i Eje;

9 You will break them with an iron scepter; You will shatter them like pottery.”

med Jernspir skal du knuse dem og sønderslaa dem som en Pottemagers Kar!«

10 Therefore be wise, O kings; be admonished, O judges of the earth.

Og nu, I Konger, vær kloge, lad eder raade, I Jordens Dommere,

11 Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.

tjener HERREN i Frygt, fryd jer med Bæven!

12 Kiss the Son, lest He be angry and you perish in your rebellion, when His wrath ignites in an instant. Blessed are all who take refuge in Him.

Kysser Sønnen, at ikke han vredes og I forgaar! Snart blusser hans Vrede op. Salig hver den, der lider paa ham!