Psalm 2 The Messiah, king and victor |
Your children, Lord, skipped like lambs, singing your praises, since you delivered them.
Why are the nations in a ferment?
Why do the people make their vain plans?
The kings of the earth have risen up;
the leaders have united against the Lord,
against his anointed.
Let us break their chains, that bind us;
let us throw off their yoke from our shoulders!
The Lord laughs at them,
he who lives in the heavens derides them.
Then he speaks to them in his anger;
in his fury he throws them into confusion:
But I I have set up my king on Zion,
my holy mountain.
I will proclaim the Lords decrees.
The Lord has said to me: You are my son: today I have begotten you.
Ask me, and I will give you the nations for your inheritance,
the ends of the earth for you to possess.
You will rule them with a rod of iron,
break them in pieces like an earthen pot.
So now, kings, listen: understand, you who rule the land.
Serve the Lord in fear, tremble even as you praise him.
Learn his teaching, lest he take anger,
lest you perish when his anger bursts into flame.
Blessed are all who put their trust in the Lord.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen.
Your children, Lord, skipped like lambs, singing your praises, since you delivered them.