Bože Pravde

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Bože pravde (God of Justice) is the anthem of Serbia and Republika Srpska. It was written in 1872 with music by Davorin Jenko and words by Jovan Đorđević.

Being the anthem of the Kingdom of Serbia, the original lyrics praise Serbian king. Today, Republika Srpska retained the old lyrics, while Serbia uses slightly modified lyrics, asserting that it is no longer a monarchy—four verses, marked with * are different. In three, "Serbian king" is changed to "Serbian lands" and in one, "God, save Serbian king" is changed in "God save, God defend".

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Lyrics of Serbia

In Serbian Cyrillic

Боже правде, ти што спасе
од пропасти досад нас,
чуј и одсад наше гласе
и од сад нам буди спас.

Моћном руком води, брани
будућности српске брод,
Боже спаси, Боже храни,
српске земље, српски род!*

Сложи српску браћу драгу
на свак дичан славан рад,
слога биће пораз врагу
а најјачи српству град.

Нек на српској блиста грани
братске слоге знатан плод,
Боже спаси, Боже храни
српске земље, српски род!*

Нек на српско ведро чело
твог не падне гнева гром
Благослови Србу село
поље, њиву, град и дом!

Кад наступе борбе дани
к' победи му води ход
Боже спаси, Боже храни
српске земље, српски род!*

Из мрачнога сину гроба
српске славе нови сјај
настало је ново доба
Нову срећу, Боже дај!

Отаџбину српску брани
пет вековне борбе плод
Боже спаси, Боже брани*
моли ти се српски род!

English translation

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 King 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 King 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,
Alexander, O God! deliver,*
Thus entreats the Serbian race!

Latin transliteration

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 srpski brod,
Bože spasi, Bože hrani
srpskog Kralja, srpski rod!*

Složi srpsku braću dragu
na svak dičan slavan rad
sloga biće poraz vragu
a najjači sprstvu grad.

Nek na srpskoj blista grani
bratske sloge znatan 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 slave novi sjaj
nastalo je novo doba
Novu sreću, Bože daj!

Otadžbinu srpsku brani
pet vekovne borbe plod
Aleksandra, Bože brani*
moli ti se srpski rod!


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