Psalm 2
1 Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
1 Why do the heathen so furiously | rage to- | gether? ||
and why do the | 3 people im- | 3 agine a | vain thing? ||
2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the Lord, and against his anointed, saying,
2 The kings of the | earth stand | up, ||
and the rulers take counsel together against the | Lord, • and a- | gainst • his A- | nointed: ||
3 Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
3 Let us break their | bonds a- | sunder, ||
and | cast a- | way their | cords • from us. ||
4 He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision.
4 He that dwelleth in heaven shall | laugh • them to | scorn: ||
the | Lord shall | have them • in de- | rision. ||
5 Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
5 Then shall he speak unto 3 them | in his | wrath, ||
and | vex them • in his | sore dis- | pleasure: ||
6 Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
6 Yet have I | set my | King ||
upon my | holy | hill of | Sion. ||
7 I will declare the decree: the Lord hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.
7 I will rehearse the decree; the | Lord hath | said un•to me, ||
Thou art my | Son, this | day have • I be- | gotten • 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.
8 Desire of me, and I shall give thee the | nations for • thine in- | heri•tance, ||
and the utmost parts of the | earth for | thy pos- | session. ||
9 Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.
9 Thou shalt bruise them with a | rod of | iron, ||
and break them in | pieces • like a | potter's | vessel. ||
10 Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth.
10 Be wise now therefore, | O ye | kings; ||
be instructed, | 3 ye that are | judges • of the | earth. ||
11 Serve the Lord with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
11 Serve the | Lord in | fear, ||
and re- | joice • unto | him with | rever•ence. ||
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.
12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and so ye | perish • from the | right way, ||
if his wrath be kindled, yea but a little. * Blessed are | all • they that | put their | trust in • him. ||
About the Pointing
The text of the Coverdale Psalter follows the 1928 American Book of Common Prayer. The pointing, suitably adapted, is taken from Charles Macpherson, Edward C. Bairstow, and Percy C. Buck, The English Psalter (Novello & Co., 1925).