Psalmi 2

1 Zašto se bune narodi i plemena pomišljaju zaludne stvari?

Why doe the heathen rage, and the people murmure in vaine?

2 Ustaju carevi zemaljski, i knezovi se skupljaju na Gospoda i na pomazanika njegova.

The Kings of the earth band themselues, and the princes are assembled together against the Lord, and against his Christ.

3 “Raskinimo sveze njihove i zbacimo sa sebe jaram njihov.”

Let vs breake their bands, and cast their cordes from vs.

4 Onaj, što živi na nebesima, smije se, Gospod im se potsmijeva.

But he that dwelleth in the heauen, shall laugh: the Lord shall haue them in derision.

5 Pa im govori u gnjevu svojem i jarošæu svojom zbunjuje ih:

Then shall hee speake vnto them in his wrath, and vexe them in his sore displeasure, saying,

6 “Ja sam pomazao cara svojega na Sionu, na svetoj gori svojoj.”

Euen I haue set my King vpon Zion mine holy mountaine.

7 Kazaæu naredbu Gospodnju; on reèe meni: “ti si sin moj, ja te sad rodih.

I will declare the decree: that is, the Lord hath said vnto me, Thou art my Sonne: this day haue I begotten thee.

8 Išti u mene, i daæu ti narode u našljedstvo, i krajeve zemaljske tebi u državu.

Aske of me, and I shall giue thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the endes of the earth for thy possession.

9 Udariæeš ih gvozdenom palicom; razbiæeš ih kao lonèarski sud.”

Thou shalt krush them with a scepter of yron, and breake them in pieces like a potters vessell.

10 Sad, carevi, orazumite se; nauèite se sudije zemaljske!

Be wise nowe therefore, ye Kings: be learned ye Iudges of the earth.

11 Služite Gospodu sa strahom, i radujte se s trepetom.

Serue the Lord in feare, and reioyce in trembling.

12 Poštujte sina, da se ne razgnjevi, i vi ne izginete na putu svome; jer æe se gnjev njegov brzo razgorjeti. Blago svjema koji se u nj uzdaju!

Kisse the sonne, least he be angry, and ye perish in the way, when his wrath shall suddenly burne. blessed are all that trust in him.