Salamo 2
1 Nahoana no mitabataba ny jentilisa, ary misaina anoano foana ny firenena?
Why have nations tumultuously assembled? And do peoples meditate vanity?
2 Ireo mpanjakan’ ny tany mitsangana, Ary ny mpanapaka miara-mioko hanohitra an’ i Jehovah sy ny Mesiany ka manao hoe:
Station themselves do kings of the earth, And princes have been united together, Against Jehovah, and against His Messiah:
3 “Aoka hotosantsika ny famatorany, ka hariantsika hiala amintsika ny famehezany.”
'Let us draw off Their cords, And cast from us Their thick bands.'
4 Izay mipetraka any an-danitra mihomehy, ny Tompo maneso ireo.
He who is sitting in the heavens doth laugh, The Lord doth mock at them.
5 Dia hiteny azy amin’ ny fahavinirany Izy ka hampangorohoro azy amin’ ny fahatezerany hoe:
Then doth He speak unto them in His anger, And in His wrath He doth trouble them:
6 “Izaho kosa efa nanendry ny Mpanjakako Tambonin’ i Ziona, tendrombohitro masìna.”
'And I — I have anointed My King, Upon Zion — My holy hill.'
7 “Hilaza zava-boatendry Aho; Jehovah nilaza tamiko hoe: Zanako Hianao, Izaho niteraka anao androany.
I declare concerning a statute: Jehovah said unto me, 'My Son Thou [art], I to-day have brought thee forth.
8 Mangataha amiko, dia homeko ho lovanao ny jentilisa ary ny faran’ ny tany ho fanananao.
Ask of Me and I give nations — thy inheritance, And thy possession — the ends of earth.
9 Hotorotoroinao amin’ ny tehim-by izy: toy ny famaky vilany tany no hanamontsamontsananao azy.”
Thou dost rule them with a sceptre of iron, As a vessel of a potter Thou dost crush them.'
10 Ary amin’ izany dia hendre ianareo, ry mpanjaka; minoa anatra ianareo, ry mpitsaran’ ny tany.
And now, O kings, act wisely, Be instructed, O judges of earth,
11 Manompoa an’ i Jehovah amin’ ny fahatahorana, ary mifalia amin’ ny fangovitana.
Serve ye Jehovah 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 Chosen One, lest He be angry, And ye lose the way, When His anger burneth but a little, O the happiness of all trusting in Him!
