Psalm II

Why do the rebel Nations rage,
And [People] hatch a vain design?

The Kings of Earth do set themselves,
And [wicked] Rulers do combine,
Against God and his Christ they say,
Let us cast off [and break] the bands,

And cast away those cords (his Laws)
Which tye up hearts [and tongues] and hands

But he whose Glory is in Heaven,
Their [Rebel] Counsels shall deride,
Their purposes the Lord will scorn,
Their [boasting] tongues he will divide.

Then shall he speak in wrath to those
His [gentle] yoak who could not bear;
His sore displeasure shall them vex
When they this [Divine] Sentence hear.

Yet have I set my chosen King
On Sion's [Sacred] Hill to reign.
His Kingdom's Glory I'le declare,
And God's decree [I will] proclaim.

The Lord Almighty uttered it,
And he [himself] thus said to me,
Thou art my Son, and this same day
Have I [rais'd and] begotten thee.

Ask me, and I'le the Heathen give
For thy [enlarg'd] Inheritance;
And to possess the utmost parts
Of [all the] earth I'le thee advance.

The Rebels with an Iron rod
Thou shalt [bruise and] asunder shake,
Like brittle earthen vessels them
Thou shalt [dash and] in pieces break.

Be wise now, O ye mortal Kings;
Learn [all ye] Judges of the earth.

Serve God with true Religious fear,
Joyn [awful] trembling with your mirth.

Now kiss the Son, left in his wrath
You [die and] perish from the way,
If once his anger kindled be,
[Then all] who trust him, blest are they.