Psalm 2

Why does my mind rage,

why do I create these vain plots?

My thoughts rebel against Godde

and the Anointed.

I don't want to be a creature,

limited by laws of nature.

Godde laughs, rebukes my pride

I am overcome with awe

as Godde speaks:

“I present the Anointed One to you.”

When I listen and obey,

I proclaim Godde's grace ...

I hear, “You are my beloved child;

this day I have begotten you.”

You say, “Ask me,  

I will give you

the nations as your home ...

the ends of the earth 

will delight you. 

                                          

Thoughts that drag you down will shatter;

false pride will crumble like pottery fragments.

 

Be wise, take heed – revere me, your Creator.

Celebrate my divine presence –

tremble with reverence and delight.

Accept this kiss of peace.

Don't journey from me to your destruction –

if you turn away you will feel my great sorrow.

Don't you know?

Blessings come

from bringing your thoughts to me, your Godde.”