Waiata 2
1 He aha ka nana ai nga tauiwi, ka whakaaro horihori ai nga iwi?
Wherefore have nations assembled in tumult? Or should, peoples, mutter an empty thing?
2 Whakatika mai ana nga kingi o te whenua, runanga tahi ana nga ariki, ki te whawhai ki a Ihowa, ki tana tangata hoki i whakawahi ai; me te ki ano,
The kings of earth take their station, and, grave men, have met by appointment together, —against Yahweh, and against his Anointed One [saying]:
3 Kia motumotuhia e tatou a raua here, kia akiritia a raua taura i a tatou.
Let us break asunder their bonds, —and cast from us their cords!
4 Ko ia kei te rangi e noho ana, ka kata ia: ka whakahi te Ariki ki a ratou.
He that sitteth in the heavens, will laugh, —My Lord, will mock at them:
5 Na ka korero ia ki a ratou me te riri ano: ka tino weriweri hoki, ka whakahorere i a ratou,
Then, will he speak unto them in his anger, and, in his wrath, confound them:
6 Ahakoa ra ka whakawahia e ahau taku kingi ki runga ki taku maunga tapu, ki Hiona.
Yet, I, have installed my king, —on Zion my holy mountain.
7 Maku e whakapuaki te kupu, kua mea a Ihowa ki ahau, Ko koe taku tama, nonaianei koe i whakatupuria ai e ahau.
Let me tell of a decree, —Yahweh, hath said unto me, My son, thou art, I, to-day, have begotten thee:
8 Inoi ki ahau, a ka hoatu e ahau ki a koe nga tauiwi hei kainga mou, me nga topito o te whenua hei nohoanga tupu mou.
Ask of me, and let me give nations as thine inheritance, and, as thy possession, the ends of the earth:
9 Ka wawahi koe i a ratou ki te whiu rino, mongamonga noa ratou i a koe, ano he oko na te kaihanga rihi.
Thou shalt shepherd them with a sceptre of iron, —as a potter’s vessel, shalt thou dash them in pieces.
10 Na kia mahara ra, e nga kingi: kia akona, e nga kaiwhakawa o te whenua.
Now, therefore, ye kings, show your prudence, Be admonished, ye judges of earth:
11 Mahi atu ki a Ihowa i runga i te wehi, kia hari me te wiri.
Serve Yahweh with reverence, and exult with trembling:
12 Kihia te tama kei riri ia, a ka mate koutou i te ara, ka hohoro tonu hoki te mura o tona riri. Ka hari katoa te hunga e whakawhirinaki ana ki a ia.
Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish by the way, for soon might be kindled his anger, —How happy are all who seek refuge in him!
