Psalm 2
William Helder © 1980, 2000
- Why do the restless heathen madly rage?
What haughty schemes are they in vain contriving?
The kings and rulers of the earth engage
In rash attempts to plot their empty striving.
They stand prepared, they all conspire together
Against the LORD and His anointed King.
“Let us,” they say, “tear loose and break their fetters,
Cast off their chains, their shackles from us fling.”
- Though proudly now they raise their battle cry,
How vain is all their frenzied opposition!
The LORD, who sits enthroned in heaven on high,
Laughs them to scorn: He holds them in derision.
Then He will speak in wrath and indignation
And all their host will He with terror fill:
“I’ve set my King,” so runs His proclamation,
“Upon mount Zion, on My holy hill.”
- O peoples, listen to the LORD’S decree.
I will repeat His public declaration:
“Your Father I become this very day;
You are my Son. To You I give the nations.
Ask what You will: Your heritage I’ll make them;
Their lands You will possess, both near and far,
For with a rod of iron You shall break them,
Dash them to pieces, like a potter’s jar.”
- Take heed, O rulers of the earth, and hear.
Be wise, O kings, and let His edict warn you.
Rejoice with trembling; serve the LORD with fear.
Now kiss the Son, lest He in fury scorn you,
Lest in His wrath the LORD cause you to perish,
For quickly kindled is His anger’s blaze.
But all who trust in Him the LORD will cherish;
He will defend and bless them all their days.