PSALM 2

 1 Why do the nations rage, and the peoples imagine a vain thing? 2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying, 3 Let us tear off their restraints, and throw down their ropes that bind us. 4 He that sits in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision. 5 Then shall he speak to them in his wrath, and terrify them in his burning anger. 6 Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
7 I will declare the decree: the LORD has said to me, You art my Son; this day have I brought you forth. 8 Ask of me, and I shall give you the nations for your inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession. 9 You shalt break them with a rod of iron; and break them in pieces like a clay pot.
10 Be wise now therefore, O you kings: be instructed, you judges of the earth. 11 Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling. 12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and you perish from the way, when his anger is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.