Psalm 2
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Why do the heathen nations rage?
And foolish peoples plot in vain?
The kings of earth, they set themselves
In league their rulers all conspire
Against the LORD, against the King
And his Anointed One they say
Let us asunder burst their bonds
And cast from us their cords away
He who in heaven sits shall laugh
The Lord will mock them all to scorn
Then he will speak in wrath to them
A terror he will vex them sore
And say to them, yea as for me
My king I set on Zion's hill
His sure decree I will declare
All that the LORD has said to me
You are me Son and on this day
I have begotten thee and so
Ask me and I will surely make
The nations thine inheritance
The ends of Earth ye shall possess
And ye shall break the kings of men
With iron rod as potter's clay
Shall break them into pieces then
Now therefore, O ye kings, be wise
Be warned, ye rulers of the earth
Serve thou the Lord, and serve with fear
Rejoice with trembling, fear with mirth
Kiss ye the Son lest in his wrath
Ye perish there along the way
For quickly kindleth his wrath
But blessed are all who in him stay