Psalms 2

1 Why are the nations in tumultuous agitation, and [why] do the peoples meditate a vain thing?

Zakaj hrumé narodi in ljudstva si izmišljajo prazno?

2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the princes plot together, against Jehovah and against his anointed:

Zemlje kralji vstajajo in prvaki se posvetujejo skupaj zoper Gospoda in zoper maziljenca njegovega:

3 Let us break their bonds asunder, and cast away their cords from us!

Raztrgajmo njih vezí in sè sebe vrzimo njih debele vrvi!

4 He that dwelleth in the heavens shall laugh, the Lord shall have them in derision.

Sedeči v nebesih se smeje; zasmehuje jih Gospod.

5 Then will he speak to them in his anger, and in his fierce displeasure will he terrify them:

Tedaj jih ogovorí v jezi svoji, in v srdu svojem jih prestraši:

6 And I have anointed my king upon Zion, the hill of my holiness.

Saj sem jaz pomazilil kralja svojega ter postavil čez Sijon, gôro svetosti svoje.

7 I will declare the decree: Jehovah hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; I this day have begotten thee.

Oznanim naj sklep: Gospod mi je rekel: Sin si moj, jaz sem te danes rodil.

8 Ask of me, and I will give thee nations for an inheritance, and for thy possession the ends of the earth:

Prosi me, in narode ti dam v posest in kraje zemlje v pravico posesti tvoje.

9 Thou shalt break them with a sceptre of iron, as a potter's vessel thou shalt dash them in pieces.

Zdrobiš jih s šibo železno; kakor prsteno posodo jih razsuješ.

10 And now, O kings, be ye wise, be admonished, ye judges of the earth.

Zdaj torej, kralji, poslušajte; poduk sprejmite, o zemlje sodniki!

11 Serve Jehovah with fear, and rejoice with trembling.

V svetem strahu služite Gospodu, in radujte se v trepetu!

12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way, though his anger burn but a little. Blessed are all who have their trust in him.

Poljubite Sina, da se ne razsrdi in ne poginete na potu, ako se le kolikaj razvname jeza njegova; blagor vsem, kateri pribegajo do njega.