Salamo 2
1 Nahoana no mitabataba ny jentilisa, ary misaina anoano foana ny firenena?
Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
2 Ireo mpanjakan’ ny tany mitsangana, Ary ny mpanapaka miara-mioko hanohitra an’ i Jehovah sy ny Mesiany ka manao hoe:
The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,
3 “Aoka hotosantsika ny famatorany, ka hariantsika hiala amintsika ny famehezany.”
Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
4 Izay mipetraka any an-danitra mihomehy, ny Tompo maneso ireo.
He that sits in the heavens shall laugh: the LORD shall have them in derision.
5 Dia hiteny azy amin’ ny fahavinirany Izy ka hampangorohoro azy amin’ ny fahatezerany hoe:
Then shall he speak to them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
6 “Izaho kosa efa nanendry ny Mpanjakako Tambonin’ i Ziona, tendrombohitro masìna.”
Yet have I set my king on my holy hill of Zion.
7 “Hilaza zava-boatendry Aho; Jehovah nilaza tamiko hoe: Zanako Hianao, Izaho niteraka anao androany.
I will declare the decree: the LORD has said to me, You are my Son; this day have I begotten you.
8 Mangataha amiko, dia homeko ho lovanao ny jentilisa ary ny faran’ ny tany ho fanananao.
Ask of me, and I shall give you the heathen for your inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for your possession.
9 Hotorotoroinao amin’ ny tehim-by izy: toy ny famaky vilany tany no hanamontsamontsananao azy.”
You shall break them with a rod of iron; you shall dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.
10 Ary amin’ izany dia hendre ianareo, ry mpanjaka; minoa anatra ianareo, ry mpitsaran’ ny tany.
Be wise now therefore, O you kings: be instructed, you judges of the earth.
11 Manompoa an’ i Jehovah amin’ ny fahatahorana, ary mifalia amin’ ny fangovitana.
Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
12 Manoroha ny zanaka, fandrao ho tezitra izy, ka ho very eny an-dalana ianareo; fa vetivety dia hirehitra ny fahatezerany. Sambatra izay rehetra mialoka aminy.
Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and you perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.
