< Psalms 2 >

1 Why have nations assembled tumultuously? And peoples meditate vanity?
Hvorfor fnyser Hedninger, hvi pønser Folkefærd paa, hvad faafængt er?
2 Kings of the earth station themselves, and princes have been united together, against YHWH, and against His Messiah:
Jordens Konger rejser sig, Fyrster samles til Raad mod HERREN og mod hans Salvede:
3 “Let us draw off Their cords, And cast Their thick bands from us.”
»Lad os sprænge deres Baand og kaste Rebene af os!«
4 He who is sitting in the heavens laughs, The Lord mocks at them.
Han, som troner i Himlen, ler, Herren, han spotter dem.
5 Then He speaks to them in His anger, and in His wrath He troubles them:
Saa taler han til dem i Vrede, forfærder dem i sin Harme:
6 “And I have anointed My King, On Zion—My holy hill.”
»Jeg har dog indsat min Konge paa Zion, mit hellige Bjerg!«
7 I declare concerning a statute: YHWH said to me, “You [are] My Son, today I have brought You forth.
Jeg kundgør HERRENS Tilsagn. Han sagde til mig: »Du er min Søn, jeg har født dig i Dag!
8 Ask of Me and I give nations [as] Your inheritance, And the ends of the earth [for] Your possession.
Bed mig, og jeg giver dig Hedningefolk til Arv og den vide Jord i Eje;
9 You rule them with a scepter of iron, You crush them as a vessel of a potter.”
med Jernspir skal du knuse dem og sønderslaa dem som en Pottemagers Kar!«
10 And now, O kings, act wisely, Be instructed, O judges of earth,
Og nu, I Konger, vær kloge, lad eder raade, I Jordens Dommere,
11 Serve YHWH with fear, And rejoice with trembling.
tjener HERREN i Frygt, fryd jer med Bæven!
12 Kiss the Chosen One [[or Son]], lest He is angry, And you perish [from] the way, When His anger burns but a little, O the blessedness of all trusting in Him!
Kysser Sønnen, at ikke han vredes og I forgaar! Snart blusser hans Vrede op. Salig hver den, der lider paa ham!

< Psalms 2 >