Psalms 2

¹Why have nations tumultuously assembled? And do peoples meditate vanity?

²Station themselves do kings of the earth, And princes have been united together, Against Jehovah, and against His Messiah:

³`Let us draw off Their cords, And cast from us Their thick bands.'

⁴He who is sitting in the heavens doth laugh, The Lord doth mock at them.

⁵Then doth He speak unto them in His anger, And in His wrath He doth trouble them:

⁶`And I -- I have anointed My King, Upon Zion -- My holy hill.'

⁷I declare concerning a statute: Jehovah said unto me, `My Son Thou `art', I to-day have brought thee forth.

⁸Ask of Me and I give nations -- thy inheritance, And thy possession -- the ends of earth.

⁹Thou dost rule them with a sceptre of iron, As a vessel of a potter Thou dost crush them.'

¹⁰And now, O kings, act wisely, Be instructed, O judges of earth,

¹¹Serve ye Jehovah with fear, And rejoice with trembling.

¹²Kiss the Chosen One, lest He be angry, And ye lose the way, When His anger burneth but a little, O the happiness of all trusting in Him!