Psalm 2

New Coverdale Version

Why do the nations so furiously rage together? * And why do the peoples devise a vain thing?

The kings of the earth stand up, and the rulers take counsel together, * against the Lord and against his Anointed:

“Let us break their bonds asunder * and cast away their cords from us.”

He who dwells in heaven shall laugh them to scorn; * the Lord shall hold them in derision.

Then shall he speak to them in his wrath * and terrify them in his great anger:

“I myself have set my King * upon my holy hill of Zion.”

I will proclaim the decree of the Lord; * he said to me, “You are my Son; this day have I begotten you.

Ask of me, and I shall give you the nations for your inheritance * and the ends of the earth for your possession.

You shall bruise them with a rod of iron * and break them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.”

Be wise now, O you kings; * be warned, you judges of the earth.

Serve the Lord in 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 those who put their trust in him.