Ps2
Why the tumult among nations,
among peoples this useless murmuring?
They arise, the kings of the earth,
princes plot against the Lord and his Anointed.
"Come, let us break their fetters,
come, let us cast off their yokes."

He who sits in the heavens laughs;
the Lord is laughing them to scorn.
Then he will speak in his anger,
his rage will strike them with terror.
"It is I who have set up my king
on Zion, my holy mountain."

I will announce the decree of the Lord.

The Lord Said to me: "You are my Son
It is I who have bequeath you the nations,
put the ends of the earth  in your possession.
With an rod of iron you will break them,
shatter them like a potter's jar."

Now, O kings, understand
take warning, rulers of the earth
serve the Lord with awe
and trembling, pay him your homage
lest he be angry and you perish;
for suddenly his anger will blaze.

Blessed are they who put their trust in God.