Psalmorum 2
1 Quare fremuerunt Gentes, et populi meditati sunt inania? Astiterunt reges terræ, et principes convenerunt in unum adversus Dominum, et adversus Christum eius.
Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
2 Dirumpamus vincula eorum: et proiiciamus a nobis iugum ipsorum.
The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against Yhwh, and against his anointed, saying,
3 Qui habitat in cælis irridebit eos: et Dominus subsannabit eos.
Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
4 Tunc loquetur ad eos in ira sua, et in furore suo conturbabit eos.
He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision.
5 Ego autem constitutus sum rex ab eo super Sion montem sanctum eius, prædicans præceptum eius.
Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
6 Dominus dixit ad me: Filius meus es tu, ego hodie genui te.
Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
7 Postula a me, et dabo tibi Gentes hereditatem tuam, et possessionem tuam terminos terræ.
I will declare the decree: Yhwh hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.
8 Reges eos in virga ferrea, et tamquam vas figuli confringes eos.
Ask of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.
9 Et nunc reges intelligite: erudimini qui iudicatis terram.
Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.
10 Servite Domino in timore: et exultate ei cum tremore.
Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth.
11 Apprehendite disciplinam nequando irascatur Dominus, et pereatis de via iusta.
Serve Yhwh with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
12 Cum exarserit in brevi ira eius, beati omnes, qui confidunt in eo.
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.
