Psalms 2

1 Why are the nations in turmoil, and why do the peoples make plots that will fail?

Why doe the heathen rage, and the people murmure in vaine?

2 The kings of the earth take their stand together and the rulers conspire together against Yahweh and against his Messiah, saying,

The Kings of the earth band themselues, and the princes are assembled together against the Lord, and against his Christ.

3 “Let us tear off the shackles they put on us and throw off their chains.”

Let vs breake their bands, and cast their cordes from vs.

4 He who sits in the heavens will sneer at them; the Lord mocks them.

But he that dwelleth in the heauen, shall laugh: the Lord shall haue them in derision.

5 Then he will speak to them in his anger and terrify them in his rage, saying,

Then shall hee speake vnto them in his wrath, and vexe them in his sore displeasure, saying,

6 “I myself have anointed my king on Zion, my holy mountain.”

Euen I haue set my King vpon Zion mine holy mountaine.

7 I will announce a decree of Yahweh. He said to me, “You are my son! This day I have become your father.

I will declare the decree: that is, the Lord hath said vnto me, Thou art my Sonne: this day haue I begotten thee.

8 Ask me, and I will give you the nations for your inheritance and the farthermost regions of the earth for your possession.

Aske of me, and I shall giue thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the endes of the earth for thy possession.

9 You will break them with an iron rod; like a jar of a potter, you will smash them to pieces.”

Thou shalt krush them with a scepter of yron, and breake them in pieces like a potters vessell.

10 So now, you kings, be warned; be corrected, you rulers of the earth.

Be wise nowe therefore, ye Kings: be learned ye Iudges of the earth.

11 Worship Yahweh in fear and rejoice with trembling.

Serue the Lord in feare, and reioyce in trembling.

12 Kiss the son or he will be angry with you, and you will die in the way when his anger burns for just a moment. How blessed are all those who seek refuge in him.

Kisse the sonne, least he be angry, and ye perish in the way, when his wrath shall suddenly burne. blessed are all that trust in him.