Boze Pravde

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Bože pravde
by Jovan Djordjevic
The anthem was officially selected by Serbia in 1904

Serbian lyrics[edit]

Bože pravde, ti što spase
od propasti dosad nas,
čuj i odsad naše glase
i od sad nam budi spas.
Moćnom rukom vodi, brani
budućnosti srpske brod.
Bože spasi, Bože hrani,
Srpskog Kralja, srpski rod!
Složi srpsku braću dragu,
na svak´ dičan slavan rad,
sloga biće poraz vragu
a najjači srpstvu grad.
Nek' na srpstkoj blista grani
bratske sloge zlatan plod.
Bože spasi, Bože hrani
Srpskog Kralja, srpski rod!
Nek na srpsko vedro čelo
tvog ne padne gneva grom,
blagoslovi Srbu selo
polje, njivu, grad i dom!
Kad nastupe borbe dani,
k' pobedi mu vodi hod.
Bože spasi, Bože hrani
Srpskog Kralja, srpski rod!
Iz mračnoga sinu groba
srpske krune novi sjaj,
nastalo je novo doba,
novu sreću Bože daj.
Kraljevinu srpsku brani,
pet vekovne borbe plod.
Bože spasi, Bože hrani,
moli ti se srpski rod!

English translation[edit]

God of Justice; Thou who saved us
when in deepest bondage cast,
Hear Thy Serbian children’s voices,
Be our help as in the past.
With Thy mighty hand sustain us,
Still our rugged pathway trace;
God, our hope; protect and cherish
Serbian crown and Serbian race!
Bind in closest links our kindred
Teach the love that will not fail,
May the loathed fiend of discord
Never in our ranks prevail.
Let the golden fruits of union
Our young tree of freedom grace;
God, our Master! guide and prosper
Serbian crown and Serbian race.
Lord! Avert from us Thy vengeance,
Thunder of Thy dreaded ire;
Bless each Serbian town and hamlet,
Mountain, meadow, heart and spire.
When our host goes forth to battle
Death or victory to embrace—
God of armies! be our leader
Strengthen then the Serbian race.
On our sepulchre of ages
Breaks the resurrection morn,
From the slough of direst slavery
Serbia anew is born.
Through five hundred years of durance
We have knelt before Thy face,
All our kin, O God! deliver,
Thus entreats the Serbian race.