Psalm 2: The Nationruler

Why do the nations rage

And the peoples plot in vain

The kings of the earth set themselves

And the rulers take counsel together

Against the Lord and against his Anointed

Saying let us burst their bonds apart

And cast away their cords from us

He who sits in the heavens laughs

The Lord holds them in derision

Then he will speak to them in his wrath

And terrify them in his fury saying

As for me

I have set my King on Zion

My holy hill

I will tell of the decree

The Lord said to me

You are my Son

Today I have begotten you

Ask of me

And I will make the nations your heritage

And the ends of the earth your possession

You shall break them with a rod of iron

And dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel

He who sits in the heavens laughs

The Lord holds them in derision

Then he will speak to them in his wrath

And terrify them in his fury

Now therefore O kings be wise

Be warned O rulers of the earth

Serve the Lord with fear

And rejoice with trembling

Kiss the Son lest he be angry

And you perish in the way

For his wrath is quickly kindled

Blessed are all who take refuge in him