Psalmi 45
1 Moje srce narekuje dobro stvar, govorim o zadevah, ki sem jih storil glede kralja, moj jezik je pero veščega pisca.
For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies.” A Maskil of the sons of Korah. A love song. My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses to the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.
2 Pravičnejši si od človeških otrok, na tvoje ustnice je izlita milost, zato te je Bog blagoslovil na veke.
You are the most handsome of men; grace has anointed your lips, since God has blessed you forever.
3 Ob svoje stegno opaši svoj meč, oh najbolj mogočni, s svojo slavo in svojim veličanstvom.
Strap your sword at your side, O mighty warrior; appear in your majesty and splendor.
4 V svojem veličanstvu uspešno jahaj zaradi resnice, krotkosti in pravičnosti, in tvoja desnica te bo učila strašnih stvari.
In your splendor ride forth in victory on behalf of truth and humility and justice; may your right hand show your awesome deeds.
5 Tvoje puščice so ostre v srcu kraljevih sovražnikov, s čimer ljudstvo pade pod teboj.
Your arrows pierce the hearts of the king’s foes; the nations fall beneath your feet.
6 Tvoj prestol, oh Bog, je na veke vekov, žezlo tvojega kraljestva je žezlo pravičnosti.
Your throne, O God, endures forever and ever, and justice is the scepter of Your kingdom.
7 Ljubiš pravičnost in sovražiš zlobnost, zato te je Bog, tvoj Bog, mazilil z oljem veselja nad tvojimi tovariši.
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness; therefore God, your God, has anointed you above your companions with the oil of joy.
8 Vse tvoje obleke dišijo po miri in aloji ter kasiji iz slonokoščenih palač, s čimer so te storili veselega.
All your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia; from palaces of ivory the harps make you glad.
9 Kraljeve hčere so bile med tvojimi častitljivimi ženskami. Na tvoji desnici je stala kraljica v zlatu iz Ofírja.
The daughters of kings are among your honored women; the queen stands at your right hand, adorned with the gold of Ophir.
10 Prisluhni, oh hči in preudari ter nagni svoje uho, pozabi tudi svoje lastno ljudstvo in hišo svojega očeta,
Listen, O daughter! Consider and incline your ear: Forget your people and your father’s house,
11 tako bo kralj silno hrepenel [po] tvoji lepoti, kajti on je tvoj Gospod in obožuj ga.
and the king will desire your beauty; bow to him, for he is your lord.
12 Tirska hči bo tam z darilom; celó bogati izmed ljudstva bodo milo prosili tvoje naklonjenosti.
The Daughter of Tyre will come with a gift; men of wealth will seek your favor.
13 Kraljeva hči je vsa veličastna v notranjosti. Njeno oblačilo je iz vézenega zlata.
All glorious is the princess in her chamber; her gown is embroidered with gold.
14 H kralju bo privedena v oblačilu iz vezenine. Device, njene družabnice, ki ji sledijo, bodo privedene k tebi.
In colorful garments she is led to the king; her virgin companions are brought before you.
15 Privedene bodo z veseljem in radovanjem, vstopile bodo v kraljevo palačo.
They are led in with joy and gladness; they enter the palace of the king.
16 Namesto tvojih očetov bodo tvoji otroci, ki jih lahko storiš [za] prince po vsej zemlji.
Your sons will succeed your fathers; you will make them princes throughout the land.
17 Tvojemu imenu bom storil, da se [ga] bo spominjalo v vseh rodovih, zato te bo ljudstvo hvalilo na veke vekov.
I will commemorate your name through all generations; therefore the nations will praise you forever and ever.
