Psalm 2:1–3:8

¹Why have nations tumultuously assembled? And do peoples meditate vanity?

²Station themselves do kings of the earth, And princes have been united together, Against Jehovah, and against His Messiah:

³‘Let us draw off Their cords, And cast from us Their thick bands.’

⁴He who is sitting in the heavens doth laugh, The Lord doth mock at them.

⁵Then doth He speak unto them in His anger, And in His wrath He doth trouble them:

⁶‘And I—I have anointed My King, Upon Zion—My holy hill.’

⁷I declare concerning a statute: Jehovah said unto me, ‘My Son Thou art, I to-day have brought thee forth.

⁸Ask of Me and I give nations—thy inheritance, And thy possession—the ends of earth.

⁹Thou dost rule them with a sceptre of iron, As a vessel of a potter Thou dost crush them.’

¹⁰And now, O kings, act wisely, Be instructed, O judges of earth,

¹¹Serve ye Jehovah with fear, And rejoice with trembling.

¹²Kiss 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!

Psalm 3

¹A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

²Many are saying of my soul, ‘There is no salvation for him in God.’ Selah.

³And Thou, O Jehovah, art a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

⁴My voice is unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.

⁵I—I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

⁶I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.

⁷Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies on the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.

⁸Of Jehovah is this salvation; On Thy people is Thy blessing! Selah.

Psalm 4