Psalmi 2

1 Zašto se bune narodi, zašto puci ludosti snuju?

Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?

2 Ustaju kraljevi zemaljski, knezovi se rotÄe protiv Jahve i Pomazanika njegova:

The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,

3 “Skršimo okove njihove i jaram njihov zbacimo!”

Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.

4 Smije se onaj što na nebu stoluje, Gospod im se podruguje.

He that sits in the heavens shall laugh: the LORD shall have them in derision.

5 Tad im veli u svom gnjevu, žestinom ih on zbunjuje:

Then shall he speak to them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.

6 “TÓa ja kralja svog postavih nad Sionom, svojom svetom gorom.”

Yet have I set my king on my holy hill of Zion.

7 Obznanjujem odluku Jahvinu: Gospodin mi reče: “Ti si sin moj, danas te rodih.

I will declare the decree: the LORD has said to me, You are my Son; this day have I begotten you.

8 Zatraži samo, i dat ću ti puke u baštinu, i u posjed krajeve zemaljske.

Ask of me, and I shall give you the heathen for your inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for your possession.

9 Vladat ćeš njima palicom gvozdenÄom i razbit ih kao sud lončarski.”

You shall break them with a rod of iron; you shall dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.

10 Opametite se sada, vi kraljevi, Urazumite se, suci zemaljski.

Be wise now therefore, O you kings: be instructed, you judges of the earth.

11 Služite Jahvi sa strahom, s trepetom se pokorite njemu,

Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.

12 da se ne razgnjevi te ne propadnete na putu, kad uskoro plane srdžba njegova. Blago svima koji se njemu utječu!

Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and you perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.