Psalm 2

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

² The kings of the earth set themselves, And the rulers take counsel together, Against Jehovah, and against his anointed, saying,

³ Let us break their bonds asunder, And cast away their cords from us.

⁴ He that sitteth in the heavens will laugh: The Lord will have them in derision.

⁵ Then will he speak unto them in his wrath, And vex them in his sore displeasure:

⁶ Yet I have set my king Upon my holy hill of Zion.

⁷ I will tell of the decree: Jehovah said unto 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 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.

¹⁰ Now therefore be wise, O ye kings: Be instructed, ye judges of the earth.

¹¹ Serve Jehovah with fear, And rejoice with trembling.

¹² Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way, For his wrath will soon be kindled. Blessed are all they that take refuge in him.