Salmos 2

1 Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?

2 The Kings of the earth band themselues, and the princes are assembled together against the Lord, and against his Christ.

3 Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.

4 But he that dwelleth in the heauen, shall laugh: the Lord shall haue them in derision.

5 Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.

6 Euen I haue set my King vpon Zion mine holy mountaine.

7 I will declare the decree: the LORD hath said unto me, Thou [art] my Son; this day have I begotten thee.

8 Ask of me, and I shall give [thee] the heathen [for] thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth [for] thy possession.

9 Thou shalt krush them with a scepter of yron, and breake them in pieces like a potters vessell.

10 Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth.

11 Serue the Lorde in feare, and reioyce in trembling.

12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish [from] the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed [are] all they that put their trust in him.