Psalm 2
Rebellious kings rage, but God's anointed king reigns from Zion.
Following the two-ways theme of Psalms 1, this royal psalm opens with nations and kings plotting against the LORD and 'his anointed,' only to be met with God's declaration, 'thou art my Son.'
Whi gnastiden with teeth hethene men; and puplis thouyten veyn thingis?
The kyngis of erthe stoden togidere; and princes camen togidere ayens the Lord, and ayens his Crist?
Breke we the bondis of hem; and cast we awei the yok of hem fro vs.
He that dwellith in heuenes schal scorne hem; and the Lord schal bimowe hem.
Thanne he schal speke to hem in his ire; and he schal disturble hem in his stronge veniaunce.
Forsothe Y am maad of hym a kyng on Syon, his hooli hil; prechynge his comaundement.
The Lord seide to me, Thou art my sone; Y haue gendrid thee to dai.
Axe thou of me, and Y schal yyue to thee hethene men thin eritage; and thi possessioun the termes of erthe.
Thou schalt gouerne hem in an yrun yerde; and thou schalt breke hem as the vessel of a pottere.
And now, ye kyngis, vndurstonde; ye that demen the erthe, be lerud.
Serue ye the Lord with drede; and make ye ful ioye to hym with tremblyng.
Take ye lore; lest the Lord be wrooth sumtyme, and lest ye perischen fro iust waie.
Whanne his `ire brenneth out in schort tyme; blessed ben alle thei, that tristen in hym.