I declare concerning a statute: Jehovah said unto me, 'My Son Thou art, I to-day have brought thee forth.

'Let us draw off Their cords, And cast from us Their thick bands.'

Why have nations tumultuously assembled? And do peoples meditate vanity?

Then doth He speak unto them in His anger, And in His wrath He doth trouble them:

Thou dost rule them with a sceptre of iron, As a vessel of a potter Thou dost crush them.'

And now, O kings, act wisely, Be instructed, O judges of earth,

Ask of Me and I give nations -- thy inheritance, And thy possession -- the ends of earth.

Kiss the Chosen One, lest He be angry, And ye lose the way, When His anger burneth but a little, O the happiness of all trusting in Him!

And I -- I have anointed My King, Upon Zion -- My holy hill.'

He who is sitting in the heavens doth laugh, The Lord doth mock at them.

Serve ye Jehovah with fear, And rejoice with trembling.

Station themselves do kings of the earth, And princes have been united together, Against Jehovah, and against His Messiah: