1 Why do the heathen rage,
And the people imagine a vain thing?
Mbona mataifa wanafanya ghasia, Na makabila wanatafakari ubatili?
2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together,
Against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying ,
Wafalme wa dunia wanajipanga, Na wakuu wanafanya shauri pamoja, Juu ya Bwana, Na juu ya masihi wake.
3 Let us break their bands asunder,
And cast away their cords from us.
Na tuvipasue vifungo vyao, Na kuzitupia mbali nasi kamba zao.
4 He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh:
The Lord shall have them in derision.
Yeye aketiye mbinguni anacheka, Bwana anawafanyia dhihaka.
5 Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath,
And vex them in his sore displeasure.
Ndipo atakaposema nao kwa hasira yake, Na kuwafadhaisha kwa ghadhabu yake.
6 Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
Nami nimemweka mfalme wangu Juu ya Sayuni, mlima wangu mtakatifu.
7 I will declare the decree: the LORD hath said unto me,
Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.
Nitaihubiri amri; Bwana aliniambia, Ndiwe mwanangu, Mimi leo nimekuzaa.
8 Ask of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance,
And the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.
Uniombe, nami nitakupa mataifa kuwa urithi wako, Na miisho ya dunia kuwa milki yako.
9 Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron;
Thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.
Utawaponda kwa fimbo ya chuma, Na kuwavunja kama chombo cha mfinyanzi.
10 Be wise now therefore, O ye kings:
Be instructed, ye judges of the earth.
Na sasa, enyi wafalme, fanyeni akili, Enyi waamuzi wa dunia, mwadibiwe.
11 Serve the LORD with fear,
And rejoice with trembling.
Mtumikieni Bwana kwa kicho, Shangilieni kwa kutetemeka.
12 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.
Shikeni yaliyo bora asije akafanya hasira, Nanyi mkapotea njiani, Kwa kuwa hasira yake itawaka upesi, Heri wote wanaomkimbilia.
