Psalm 2
1Why
do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
2The
kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,
3Let us break their bands asunder, and cast
away their cords from us.
4He that sitteth
in the heavens shall laugh: the LORD shall have them in derision.
5Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
6Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
7I will declare the decree: the LORD hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day
have I begotten thee.
8Ask of me, and I shall
give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.
9Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like
a potter's vessel.
10Be wise now therefore,
O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth.
11Serve
the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
12Kiss
the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put
their trust in him.