Psalmorum 2

1 Quare fremuerunt Gentes, et populi meditati sunt inania? Astiterunt reges terrae, et principes convenerunt in unum adversus Dominum, et adversus Christum eius.

Why have nations assembled tumultuously? And peoples meditate vanity?

2 Dirumpamus vincula eorum: et proiiciamus a nobis iugum ipsorum.

Kings of the earth station themselves, and princes have been united together, against YHWH, and against His Messiah:

3 Qui habitat in caelis irridebit eos: et Dominus subsannabit eos.

“Let us draw off Their cords, And cast Their thick bands from us.”

4 Tunc loquetur ad eos in ira sua, et in furore suo conturbabit eos.

He who is sitting in the heavens laughs, The Lord mocks at them.

5 Ego autem constitutus sum rex ab eo super Sion montem sanctum eius, praedicans praeceptum eius.

Then He speaks to them in His anger, and in His wrath He troubles them:

6 Dominus dixit ad me: Filius meus es tu, ego hodie genui te.

“And I have anointed My King, On Zion—My holy hill.”

7 Postula a me, et dabo tibi Gentes hereditatem tuam, et possessionem tuam terminos terrae.

I declare concerning a statute: YHWH said to me, “You [are] My Son, today I have brought You forth.

8 Reges eos in virga ferrea, et tamquam vas figuli confringes eos.

Ask of Me and I give nations [as] Your inheritance, And the ends of the earth [for] Your possession.

9 Et nunc reges intelligite: erudimini qui iudicatis terram.

You rule them with a scepter of iron, You crush them as a vessel of a potter.”

10 Servite Domino in timore: et exultate ei cum tremore.

And now, O kings, act wisely, Be instructed, O judges of earth,

11 Apprehendite disciplinam nequando irascatur Dominus, et pereatis de via iusta.

Serve YHWH with fear, And rejoice with trembling.

12 Cum exarserit in brevi ira eius, beati omnes, qui confidunt in eo.

Kiss the Chosen One [[or Son]], lest He is angry, And you perish [from] the way, When His anger burns but a little, O the blessedness of all trusting in Him!