Saame 2

1 Ko e hā ʻoku matalili ai ʻae hiteni? Pea fakalaulauloto ʻae kakai ki he meʻa noa pē?

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

2 ‌ʻOku tuʻu hake fakataha ʻae ngaahi tuʻi ʻo māmani, pea fakakaukau fakataha ʻae kau pule kia Sihova mo ia kuo ne pani, ʻo pehē,

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

3 “Ke tau motuhi ʻena ngaahi haʻi pea liʻaki ʻena ngaahi afo ʻiate kitautolu.”

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

4 Ko ia ʻoku nofo ʻi he ngaahi langi ʻe kata ia: ʻe manuki ʻa Sihova kiate kinautolu.

He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision.

5 Pea te ne toki folofola kiate kinautolu ʻi hono houhau, pea fakamamahiʻi ʻakinautolu ʻi hono tuputāmaki lahi.

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

6 Ka kuo u fakanofo ʻeku tuʻi ki Saione, ko e moʻunga ʻo ʻeku māʻoniʻoni.

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

7 “Te u fakahā ʻae tuʻutuʻuni:” naʻe pehē ʻe Sihova kiate au, “Ko hoku ʻAlo koe kuo u fakatupu koe ʻi he ʻaho ni.

I will declare the decree: Yhwh hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.

8 Ke ke lea kiate au, pea te u foaki ʻae ngaahi hiteni ko ho tofiʻa, mo e ngaahi ngataʻanga kotoa pē ʻo māmani moʻou.

Ask of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.

9 Te ke maumauʻi ʻakinautolu ʻaki ʻae vaʻa ukamea; pea te ke laiki ke lailai ʻakinautolu ʻo hangē ko e ipu ʻumea.

Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.

10 Pea ko eni, ke poto ʻakimoutolu ʻae ngaahi tuʻi: pea maʻu ʻae akonaki ʻakimoutolu ʻae kau fakamaau ʻo māmani.

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

11 Tauhi ʻa Sihova ʻi he manavahē, pea fiefia ʻi he tetetete.

Serve Yhwh with fear, and rejoice with trembling.

12 ‌ʻUma ki he ʻAlo, telia naʻa houhau ia, pea te mou ʻauha mei he hala, ʻoka tupu siʻi pe hono houhau. ʻOku monūʻia ʻakinautolu kotoa pē ʻoku falala kiate ia.

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