Psalms 2
1 Why are the nations so violently moved, and why are the thoughts of the people so foolish?
Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
2 The kings of the earth have taken their place, and the rulers are fixed in their purpose, against the Lord, and against the king of his selection, saying,
The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,
3 Let their chains be broken, and their cords taken from off us.
Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
4 Then he whose seat is in the heavens will be laughing: the Lord will make sport of them.
He that sits in the heavens shall laugh: the LORD shall have them in derision.
5 Then will his angry words come to their ears, and by his wrath they will be troubled:
Then shall he speak to them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
6 But I have put my king on my holy hill of Zion.
Yet have I set my king on my holy hill of Zion.
7 I will make clear the Lord's decision: he has said to me, You are my son, this day have I given you being.
I will declare the decree: the LORD has said to me, You are my Son; this day have I begotten you.
8 Make your request to me, and I will give you the nations for your heritage, and the farthest limits of the earth will be under your hand.
Ask of me, and I shall give you the heathen for your inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for your possession.
9 They will be ruled by you with a rod of iron; they will be broken like a potter's vessel.
You shall break them with a rod of iron; you shall dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.
10 So now be wise, you kings: take his teaching, you judges of the earth.
Be wise now therefore, O you kings: be instructed, you judges of the earth.
11 Give worship to the Lord with fear, kissing his feet and giving him honour,
Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
12 For fear that he may be angry, causing destruction to come on you, because he is quickly moved to wrath. Happy are all those who put their faith in him.
Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and you perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.
