Psalm 2

Words: The Psalter of the United Presbyterian Church of North America, 1887 ed.

Note: This page also has  versions of this psalm in 7's and Long Metre

Common Metre Tunes

   1  Why rage the heathen? and vain things
         Why do the people mind?
      The kings of earth do set themselves,
         and princes are combined,

   2  To plot against the Lord, and his
         Anointed, saying thus,
      Let us asunder break their bands,
         And cast their cords from us.

   3  But he that sits in heav'n shall laugh;
         The Lord shall scorn them all;
      Then shall he speak to them in wrath,
         In rage he vex them shall.

   4  Yet I my King anointed have
         Upon my holy hill;
      And reign as King on Zion mount
         For evermore he will.

   5  The sure decree I will declare;
         The Lord hath said to me,
      Thou art my only Son; this day
         I have begotten thee.

   6  Ask me, and for thy heritage
         The heathen I'll make thine;
      And, for possession, I to thee
         Will give earth's utmost line.

   7  Thou shalt as with a weighty rod
         Of iron break them all;
      And them, as potter's vessel, thou
         Shalt dash in pieces small.

   8  Now, therefore, kings, be wise; be taught,
         Ye judges of the earth;
      In holy fear Jehovah serve,
         and tremble in your mirth.

   9  And kiss the Son, lest in his ire
         Ye perish from the way,
      If once his wrath begin to burn.
         Blest all that on him stay.
7's tunes

   1  Why do heathen nations rage ?
      Why vain things do people mind?
      Kings of earth in plots engage,
      Rulers are in league combined.

   2  Thus against the Lord they speak,
      Thus against his Christ they say,
      Let us join their bands to break,
      Let us cast their cords away."

   3  He shall laugh who sits above,
      God most high shall scorn them all;
      Them in anger fierce reprove;
      Burning wrath shall on them fall.

   4  Yet according to my will,
      Have I set my King to reign;
      Him on Zion's holy hill,
      My Anointed, I'll maintain.

   5  Thus hath said the Lord Most High,
      I will publish the decree:
      Thee I own my Son, for I
      Have this day begotten thee.

   6  Ask, for heritage I'll make
      All the heathen nations thine;
      Thou shalt in possession take
      Earth to its remotest line.

   7  Let thy rod of iron fall;
      Break them with thy scepter's sway;
      Dash them into pieces small,
      Like the potter's brittle clay.

   8  Therefore, kings, be wise, give ear;
      Hearken, judges of the earth;
      Learn to serve the Lord with fear,
      Mingle trembling with your mirth.

   9  Fear his wrath, and kiss the Son,
      Lest ye perish from the way,
      When his wrath is but begun.
      Blest are all that on him stay.
Long Metre Tunes
   1  Why do the heathen storm with ire ?
      The people vanity devise?
      The rulers craftily conspire,
      The kings of earth rebellious rise.

   2  Against the Lord they lift their hands,
      Against him and his Christ they say,
      "Asunder let us break their bands,
      And from us cast their cords away."

   3  He that in heaven sits shall laugh,
      Jehovah shall deride them all;
      Then as he speaks in burning wrath~
      Dismay and dread shall on them fall.

   4  Yet notwithstanding I ordain"
      Thus shall he speak his sov'reign will
      "He my anointed King shall reign,
      On Zion, my own holy hill."

   5  Thus spake to me the Holy One,
      I utter now the Lord's decree,
      Thou art proclaimed my only Son
      This day have I begotten thee.

   6  "Ask for inheritance of me,
      And I will make the heathen thine;
      And for possession, give to thee
      The earth to its remotest line.

   7  "An iron scepter thou shalt sway,
      And with it break and crush them all
      Even like the potter's brittle clay,
      Thou shalt them dash in pieces small."

   8  And now, ye kings, be wise and hear;
      Be warned, ye judges of the earth;
      See that ye serve the Lord with fear,
      And mingle trembling with your mirth.

   9  Unto the Son your homage pay,
      Lest, when his wrath begins to flame1
      Ye fall and perish from the way.
      Blest all confiding in his name.


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