The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter ::

Why do the furious Heathen rage?
Vaine people why engage?
Kings of the Earth a Party make,
And Rulers counsell take.
Who 'gainst the Lord that Earth doth sway,
And His Annointed, say,
Break we the Bonds They on us lay,
And cast Their Cords away.

But God, who doth the Heavens guide,
Shall them in Scorne deride,
Then shall His soare displeasure breake,
And He in anger speake.
Yet have I set my King on high,
Adorn'd with Majesty:
Upon Mount Sion rais'd the throne
Of mine Annointed one.

I will declare that firme decree,
The Lord hath said to me.

Thou ar't my Son, without all spot,
This day I thee begot.
Ask me, and thine Inheritance
Ore Nations I'le advance:
Far as the earth, or Sea extends,
Are thy Possessions ends.

Thou with an Iron Rod shalt bruise
Such as thy pow'r refuse.
And like a Potters Vessell broak,
So dash them by thy stroake.
O therefore all ye Kings that awe
The Nations with your Law;
Yee Judges of the earth be wise:
His Scepter not despise.

Serve ye the Lord with holy feare;
Rejoyce, yet rev'rence beare
And kisse the Sonne, before his wrath
Your way consumed hath.
For if a little that encrease,
Where can we seek for Peace?
Since they are only safe, and blest,
Whose hope in Him doth rest.

University of Virginia Library

Psal. II.