Quick facts for kids
Боже правде
| English: Lord, Give Us Justice |
| Bože pravde |
| National anthem of |
 Serbia |
| Lyrics |
Jovan Đorđević, 1872 |
| Music |
Davorin Jenko, 1872 |
Bože pravde (pronounced "boh-zheh PRAHV-deh"), which means 'God of Justice', is the national anthem of Serbia. This important song is even mentioned in Serbia's Constitution. It has a long history, dating back to the 1800s.
About Serbia's National Anthem
The music for "Bože pravde" was composed by Davorin Jenko, a musician from Slovenia. The words were written by Jovan Đorđević in 1872. This means the song is over 150 years old!
Its History
"Bože pravde" was first chosen as the national anthem in 1882. This happened when the Kingdom of Serbia was formed. It remained the anthem until 1919.
Later, in 1945, the song was no longer used as the anthem. It was replaced by a different song called "Hej, Slaveni!". However, after Serbia and Montenegro became separate countries, "Bože pravde" was chosen again. It officially became Serbia's national anthem once more in November 2006.
The Lyrics Explained
The lyrics of "Bože pravde" are a prayer asking for justice and protection for Serbia and its people. They talk about unity, strength, and hope for the future. The song also remembers the long history and struggles of the Serbian people.
The anthem has four verses, each with a repeating part. The words speak about God guiding and protecting the Serbian land and its people. They also encourage Serbian people to work together.
The table below shows the lyrics in different versions. You can see the original Serbian words written in two different alphabets. There is also an English translation to help you understand the meaning.
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Serbian (Vukovica Cyrillic)
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Serbian (Gaj Latin)
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Poetic English translation
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Боже правде, ти што спасе
од пропасти досад нас,
чуј и од сад наше гласе
и од сад нам буди спас.
Моћном руком води, брани
будућности српске брод,
𝄆 Боже спаси, Боже xрани, 𝄇
𝄆 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 златан плод,
𝄆 Боже спаси, Боже xрани 𝄇
𝄆 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 xрани 𝄇
𝄆 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! 𝄇
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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, 𝄇
𝄆 srpske zemlje, srpski rod! 𝄇
Složi srpsku braću dragu
na svak dičan slavan rad,
sloga biće poraz vragu
a najjači srpstvu grad.
Nek na srpskoj blista grani
bratske sloge zlatan plod,
𝄆 Bože spasi, Bože hrani 𝄇
𝄆 srpske zemlje, 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 𝄇
𝄆 srpske zemlje, 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
𝄆 Bože spasi, Bože brani 𝄇
𝄆 moli ti se srpski rod! 𝄇
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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 lands 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 lands and Serbian race! 𝄇
Lord! Avert from us Thy vengeance,
Thunder of Thy dreaded ire;
Bless each Serbian town and hamlet,
Mountain, meadow, hearth 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! 𝄇
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See also
In Spanish: Bože Pravde para niños
