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לָמָּה רָגְשׁוּ גֹויִם וּלְאֻמִּים יֶהְגּוּ־רִיק׃ | Pss 2:1 Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing? |
יִתְיַצְּבוּ׀ מַלְכֵי־אֶרֶץ וְרֹוזְנִים נֹוסְדוּ־יָחַד עַל־יְהוָה וְעַל־מְשִׁיחֹו׃ | Pss 2:2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying, |
נְנַתְּקָה אֶת־מֹוסְרֹותֵימֹו וְנַשְׁלִיכָה מִמֶּנּוּ עֲבֹתֵימֹו׃ | Pss 2:3 Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us. |
יֹושֵׁב בַּשָּׁמַיִם יִשְׂחָק אֲדֹנָי יִלְעַג־לָמֹו׃ | Pss 2:4 He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the LORD shall have them in derision. |
אָז יְדַבֵּר אֵלֵימֹו בְאַפֹּו וּבַחֲרֹונֹו יְבַהֲלֵמֹו׃ | Pss 2:5 Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure. |
וַאֲנִי נָסַכְתִּי מַלְכִּי עַל־צִיֹּון הַר־קָדְשִׁי׃ | Pss 2:6 Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion. |
אֲסַפְּרָה אֶל חֹק יְהוָה אָמַר אֵלַי בְּנִי אַתָּה אֲנִי הַיֹּום יְלִדְתִּיךָ׃ | Pss 2:7 I will declare the decree: the LORD hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee. |
שְׁאַל מִמֶּנִּי וְאֶתְּנָה גֹויִם נַחֲלָתֶךָ וַאֲחֻזָּתְךָ אַפְסֵי־אָרֶץ׃ | Pss 2:8 Ask of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession. |
תְּרֹעֵם בְּשֵׁבֶט בַּרְזֶל כִּכְלִי יֹוצֵר תְּנַפְּצֵם׃ | Pss 2:9 Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel. |
וְעַתָּה מְלָכִים הַשְׂכִּילוּ הִוָּסְרוּ שֹׁפְטֵי אָרֶץ׃ | Pss 2:10 Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth. |
עִבְדוּ אֶת־יְהוָה בְּיִרְאָה וְגִילוּ בִּרְעָדָה׃ | Pss 2:11 Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling. |
נַשְּׁקוּ־בַר פֶּן־יֶאֱנַף׀ וְתֹאבְדוּ דֶרֶךְ כִּי־יִבְעַר כִּמְעַט אַפֹּו אַשְׁרֵי כָּל־חֹוסֵי בֹו׃ | Pss 2:12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him. |