The king says, "I will announce the Lord's decree. He said to me: 'You are my son! This very day I have become your father!

They say, "Let's tear off the shackles they've put on us! Let's free ourselves from their ropes!"

Why do the nations rebel? Why are the countries devising plots that will fail?

Then he angrily speaks to them and terrifies them in his rage, saying,

You will break them with an iron scepter; you will smash them like a potter's jar!'"

So now, you kings, do what is wise; you rulers of the earth, submit to correction!

Ask me, and I will give you the nations as your inheritance, the ends of the earth as your personal property.

Give sincere homage! Otherwise he will be angry, and you will die because of your behavior, when his anger quickly ignites. How blessed are all who take shelter in him!

"I myself have installed my king on Zion, my holy hill."

The one enthroned in heaven laughs in disgust; the Lord taunts them.

Serve the Lord in fear! Repent in terror!

The kings of the earth form a united front; the rulers collaborate against the Lord and his anointed king.