Psalmi 2

1 Zašto se bune narodi i plemena pomišljaju zaludne stvari?

Wherefore have nations assembled in tumult? Or should, peoples, mutter an empty thing?

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

The kings of earth take their station, and, grave men, have met by appointment together, —against Yahweh, and against his Anointed One [saying]:

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

Let us break asunder their bonds, —and cast from us their cords!

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

He that sitteth in the heavens, will laugh, —My Lord, will mock at them:

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

Then, will he speak unto them in his anger, and, in his wrath, confound them:

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

Yet, I, have installed my king, —on Zion my holy mountain.

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

Let me tell of a decree, —Yahweh, hath said unto me, My son, thou art, I, to-day, have begotten thee:

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

Ask of me, and let me give nations as thine inheritance, and, as thy possession, the ends of the earth:

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

Thou shalt shepherd them with a sceptre of iron, —as a potter’s vessel, shalt thou dash them in pieces.

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

Now, therefore, ye kings, show your prudence, Be admonished, ye judges of earth:

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

Serve Yahweh with reverence, and exult with 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!

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!