Psalmi 45
1 Moje srce narekuje dobro stvar, govorim o zadevah, ki sem jih storil glede kralja, moj jezik je pero veščega pisca.
To the Overseer. — 'On the Lilies.' — By sons of Korah. — An Instruction. — A song of loves. My heart hath indited a good thing, I am telling my works to a king, My tongue [is] the pen of a speedy writer.
2 Pravičnejši si od človeških otrok, na tvoje ustnice je izlita milost, zato te je Bog blagoslovil na veke.
Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.
3 Ob svoje stegno opaši svoj meč, oh najbolj mogočni, s svojo slavo in svojim veličanstvom.
Gird Thy sword upon the thigh, O mighty, Thy glory and Thy majesty!
4 V svojem veličanstvu uspešno jahaj zaradi resnice, krotkosti in pravičnosti, in tvoja desnica te bo učila strašnih stvari.
As to Thy majesty — prosper! — ride! Because of truth, and meekness — righteousness, And Thy right hand showeth Thee fearful things.
5 Tvoje puščice so ostre v srcu kraljevih sovražnikov, s čimer ljudstvo pade pod teboj.
Thine arrows [are] sharp, — Peoples fall under Thee — In the heart of the enemies of the king.
6 Tvoj prestol, oh Bog, je na veke vekov, žezlo tvojega kraljestva je žezlo pravičnosti.
Thy throne, O God, [is] age-during, and for ever, A sceptre of uprightness [Is] the sceptre of Thy kingdom.
7 Ljubiš pravičnost in sovražiš zlobnost, zato te je Bog, tvoj Bog, mazilil z oljem veselja nad tvojimi tovariši.
Thou hast loved righteousness and hatest wickedness, Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee, Oil of joy above thy companions.
8 Vse tvoje obleke dišijo po miri in aloji ter kasiji iz slonokoščenih palač, s čimer so te storili veselega.
Myrrh and aloes, cassia! all thy garments, Out of palaces of ivory Stringed instruments have made thee glad.
9 Kraljeve hčere so bile med tvojimi častitljivimi ženskami. Na tvoji desnici je stala kraljica v zlatu iz Ofírja.
Daughters of kings [are] among thy precious ones, A queen hath stood at thy right hand, In pure gold of Ophir.
10 Prisluhni, oh hči in preudari ter nagni svoje uho, pozabi tudi svoje lastno ljudstvo in hišo svojega očeta,
Hearken, O daughter, and see, incline thine ear, And forget thy people, and thy father's house,
11 tako bo kralj silno hrepenel [po] tvoji lepoti, kajti on je tvoj Gospod in obožuj ga.
And the king doth desire thy beauty, Because he [is] thy lord — bow thyself to him,
12 Tirska hči bo tam z darilom; celó bogati izmed ljudstva bodo milo prosili tvoje naklonjenosti.
And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people do appease thy face.
13 Kraljeva hči je vsa veličastna v notranjosti. Njeno oblačilo je iz vézenega zlata.
All glory [is] the daughter of the king within, Of gold-embroidered work [is] her clothing.
14 H kralju bo privedena v oblačilu iz vezenine. Device, njene družabnice, ki ji sledijo, bodo privedene k tebi.
In divers colours she is brought to the king, Virgins — after her — her companions, Are brought to thee.
15 Privedene bodo z veseljem in radovanjem, vstopile bodo v kraljevo palačo.
They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the king.
16 Namesto tvojih očetov bodo tvoji otroci, ki jih lahko storiš [za] prince po vsej zemlji.
Instead of thy fathers are thy sons, Thou dost appoint them for princes in all the earth.
17 Tvojemu imenu bom storil, da se [ga] bo spominjalo v vseh rodovih, zato te bo ljudstvo hvalilo na veke vekov.
I make mention of Thy name in all generations, Therefore do peoples praise Thee, To the age, and for ever!
