Psalms 2

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

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

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 set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,

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

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

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

He that sits in the heavens shall laugh: the LORD shall have them in derision.

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

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

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

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

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: the LORD has said to me, You are my Son; this day have I begotten you.

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

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

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

You shall break them with a rod of iron; you shall dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.

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

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

11 Worship Yahweh in fear and rejoice with trembling.

Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with 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.

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.