Psalms 2

1 Why are the nations in tumultuous agitation, and [why] do the peoples meditate a vain thing?

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

2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the princes plot together, against Jehovah and against his anointed:

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

3 Let us break their bonds asunder, and cast away their cords from us!

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

4 He that dwelleth in the heavens shall laugh, the Lord shall have them in derision.

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

5 Then will he speak to them in his anger, and in his fierce displeasure will he terrify them:

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

6 And I have anointed my king upon Zion, the hill of my holiness.

'And I — I have anointed My King, Upon Zion — My holy hill.'

7 I will declare the decree: Jehovah hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; I this day have begotten thee.

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

8 Ask of me, and I will give thee nations for an inheritance, and for thy possession the ends of the earth:

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

9 Thou shalt break them with a sceptre of iron, as a potter's vessel thou shalt dash them in pieces.

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

10 And now, O kings, be ye wise, be admonished, ye judges of the earth.

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

11 Serve Jehovah with fear, and rejoice with trembling.

Serve ye Jehovah with fear, And rejoice with trembling.

12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way, though his anger burn but a little. Blessed are all who have their trust in him.

Kiss 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!