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The Psalmes of David

The King And Prophet, And Of other holy Prophets, paraphas'd in English: Conferred with the Hebrew Veritie, set forth by B. Arias Montanus, together with the Latine, Greek Septuagint, and Chaldee Paraphrase. By R. B. [i.e. Richard Brathwait]

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Psal. 2. Quare fremuerunt?

1

Why doe the Heathen-pow'rs,
and people entertaine;
The Heathens, such tumultuous rage,
the people, plots so vaine?

2

Kings of the earth conspire,
and Princes counsell take
Against the Lord, against his Christ,
a powerfull head to make.

3

In sunder let us breake
their servile bands (say they)
Their yoke from off our neckes discharge,
and cast their cords away.

4

But Hee, in Heaven above
that sits, and sees their pride,
Shall laugh their vanities to scorne,
the Lord shall them deride.

5

To them then shall he speake,
in his resistlesse ire;
And their affrighted soules shall feele
his furie burne like fire.

6

Yet, mine Annointed King
upon mine holy Hill,
Upon Mount Zion have I set.
I shall declare the will,

7

Of which Decree the Lord
hath given the charge to mee:

3

And said, Thou art my Sonne, this day
have I begotten Thee.

8

Aske, I to thee will give
the Heathens world of ground
For thine inheritance, possesse
as farre as earth hath bound.

9

Thou with an iron rod
shalt stripe their stubborne hides;
Or, like a Potters brittle shards,
in pieces dash their sides.

10

Now then, O Kings, be wise,
and ye that judge the Land,
Be well instructed what ye judge,
judge what ye understand.

11

Serve ye the Lord in feare,
in feare and joy betwixt;
A joyfull feare, a trembling joy,
delight and dutie mixt.

12

Embrace and kisse the Sonne,
lest through your cold delay,
His wroth contemning your contempt,
ye perish in the way.
If but a little while
his anger'd patience burne;
For safety they that hope in Him,
have all a happy turne.