Psalms 2

1 WHY do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?

Wherefore have nations assembled in tumult? Or should, peoples, mutter an empty thing?

2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the Lord, and against his anointed, saying,

The kings of earth take their station, and, grave men, have met by appointment together, —against Yahweh, and against his Anointed One [saying]:

3 Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.

Let us break asunder their bonds, —and cast from us their cords!

4 He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision.

He that sitteth in the heavens, will laugh, —My Lord, will mock at them:

5 Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.

Then, will he speak unto them in his anger, and, in his wrath, confound them:

6 Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.

Yet, I, have installed my king, —on Zion my holy mountain.

7 I will declare the decree: the Lord hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.

Let me tell of a decree, —Yahweh, hath said unto me, My son, thou art, I, to-day, have begotten thee:

8 Ask of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.

Ask of me, and let me give nations as thine inheritance, and, as thy possession, the ends of the earth:

9 Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.

Thou shalt shepherd them with a sceptre of iron, —as a potter’s vessel, shalt thou dash them in pieces.

10 Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth.

Now, therefore, ye kings, show your prudence, Be admonished, ye judges of earth:

11 Serve the Lord with fear, and rejoice with trembling.

Serve Yahweh with reverence, and exult with trembling:

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.

Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish by the way, for soon might be kindled his anger, —How happy are all who seek refuge in him!