^1Why rage the heathen? and vain things

why do the people mind?

^2Kings of the earth do set themselves,

and princes are combin'd,

To plot against the Lord, and his

Anointed, saying thus,

^3Let us asunder break their bands,

and cast their cords from us.

^4He that in heaven sits shall laugh;

the Lord shall scorn them all.

^5Then shall he speak to them in wrath,

in rage he vex them shall.

^6Yet, notwithstanding, I have him

to be my King appointed;

And over Sion, my holy hill,

I have him King anointed.

^7The sure decree I will declare:

The Lord hath said to me,

Thou art mine only Son; this day

I have begotten thee.

^8Ask of me, and for heritage

the heathen I'll make thine;

And, for possession, I to thee

will give earth's utmost line.

^9Thou shalt, as with a weighty rod

of iron, break them all;

And, as a potter's sherd, thou shalt

them dash in pieces small.

^10Now therefore, kings, be wise; be taught,

ye judges of the earth:

^11Serve God in fear, and see that ye

join trembling with your mirth.

^12Kiss ye the Son, lest in his ire

ye perish from the way,

If once his wrath begin to burn:

bless'd all that on him stay.