Psalms 2

1 Wherefore do nations rage, and people meditate a vain thing?

Zakaj hrumé narodi in ljudstva si izmišljajo prazno?

2 The kings of the earth raise themselves up, and rulers take counsel together, against the Lord, and against his anointed:

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

3 “Let us break asunder their bands, and cast away from us their cords.”

Raztrgajmo njih vezí in sè sebe vrzimo njih debele vrvi!

4 He who dwelleth in the heavens will laugh: the Lord will hold them in derision.

Sedeči v nebesih se smeje; zasmehuje jih Gospod.

5 Then will he speak unto them in his anger, and in his displeasure will he terrify them.

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

6 [Saying, ] Yet have I appointed my king upon Zion my holy mount.

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

7 I will announce the decree, the Lord hath said unto me, “My son art thou: I have indeed this day begotten thee.

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

8 Ask it of me, and I will give thee nations for an inheritance, and for thy possession the uttermost 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 rod of iron; like a potter's vessel shalt thou dash them in pieces.”

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

10 And now, O ye kings, be wise: take warning, ye judges of the earth.

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

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

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

12 Do homage to the son, lest he be angry, and ye be lost on the way; for his wrath is so speedily kindled. Happy are all they that put 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.