[Recommended tunes: York, Montrose, St Gregory, Westminster]
1Why rage the heathen? and vain things
why do the people mind?
2Kings of the earth do set themselves,
and princes are combin'd,
plot against the Lord, and his
Anointed, saying thus,
3Let us asunder break their bands,
and cast their cords from us.
4He that in heaven sits shall laugh;
the Lord shall scorn them all.
5Then shall he speak to them in wrath,
in rage he vex them shall.
6Yet, notwithstanding, I have him
to be my King appointed;
over Sion, my holy hill,
I have him King anointed.
7The sure decree I will declare:
The Lord hath said to me,
art mine only Son; this day
I have begotten thee.
8Ask of me, and for heritage
the heathen I'll make thine;
for possession, I to thee
will give earth's utmost line.
9Thou shalt, as with a weighty rod
of iron, break them all;
as a potter's sherd, thou shalt
them dash in pieces small.
10Now therefore, kings, be wise; be taught,
ye judges of the earth:
11Serve God in fear, and see that ye
join trembling with your mirth.
12Kiss ye the Son, lest in his ire
ye perish from the way,
once his wrath begin to burn:
bless'd all that on him stay.
The Psalms in Metre