Psalm 2

1. Part.
WHy do the heathen rage, and fret,
And people think vain things?
They rise, and are in counsell set,
Both governours and Kings:
GOD and his Christ oppose they do,
And thus presume to say;
Come, let us break their bonds in two,
And cast their Cords away.
The Lord that doth in heaven dwell,
Their doings shall deride;
And laugh to scorn his foes that swell
with such presumptuous pride.
Then, in his wrath, the most supream
Shall all his foes controul:
And in displeasure most extream
Torment their guilty soul.

II. Part.
Upon my Sions holy hill,
Yet have I plac'd my King;
Thou hast decreed, and wilt fulfill,
And I declare the thing.
The Lord hath spoken thus to mee,
Thou art my onely Sonne,
This day have I begotten thee:
Aske but to have it done,
All heathen kingdoms I will make
The priv'ledge of thy birth:
And thou shalt in possession take,
The utmost parts on earth.
To crush thy foes shalt thou lift up,
Thy weighty iron rod:
And dash them, like a potters cup,
In pieces small, ô God.
Now therefore, ô ye Kings, take care
That ye may understand:
Be well instructed yee that are
The Judges of the Land.
See that the LORD have service done
With reverence and respect:
Rejoyce with trembling: kisse the Son,
Lest ye in wrath be checkt.
So should ye perish from the way,
If his least anger flame;
O blessed, blessed then are they
That trust upon his Name.