James Browning: Psalm two.
Why do the Haven rage and the people imagine a vain thing.
The Kings of the earth set themselves and the rulers take counsel together against
the Lord and against his anointed saying.
Let us break their bands, asunder and cast away their cords from us.
He that said F in the heavens shall laugh.
The Lord shall have them in derision.
Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath and vex them in his sore displeasure?
Yet, have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion?
I will declare the decree.
The Lord has said unto me.
Thou art my son this day, have I been gotten the.
Ask of me.
And I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance.
And the outermost parts of the earth for that possession.
Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron.
Thou shalt dash them in pieces like a Potter's vessel.
Be wise now there for, oh, you Kings.
Be instructed you judges of the earth.
Serve the Lord with fear and rejoice with trembling.
Kiss the sun, less TB angry.
And he perished from the way when his wrath is kindled, but a little.
Plus it are all they that put their trust in him.