Psalms 2

1 Why do the heathen rage, And the nations meditate a vain thing?

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

2 Why do the kings of the earth rise up, And the princes combine together, Against Jehovah, and against his anointed king?

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

3 “Let us break their bonds asunder; Let us cast away from us their fetters!”

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

4 He that sitteth in heaven will laugh; The Lord will have them in derision.

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

5 Then shall he speak to them in his wrath, And confound them in his hot displeasure.

Then shall he speak to them in his wrath, and trouble them in his great displeasure.

6 “I myself have anointed my king, Upon Zion, my holy hill!”

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

7 I will declare the decree of Jehovah: He hath said to me, “Thou art my son; This day I have begotten thee.

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

8 Ask of me, and I will give thee the nations for thine inheritance, And the ends of the earth for thy possession.

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

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

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

10 Be wise, therefore, O ye kings! Be admonished, ye rulers of the earth!

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

11 Be subject to Jehovah with awe, And fear with trembling!

Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.

12 Kiss the son, lest He be angry, and ye perish in your way; For soon shall his wrath be kindled. Happy are all they who seek refuge in him.

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.