Scripture Verse

Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing? Psalm 2:1


Words: From The New Me­tri­cal Ver­sion of the Psalms (Pitts­burgh, Penn­syl­van­ia: Unit­ed Pres­by­ter­ian Board of Pub­li­ca­tion, 1909), page 8.

Music: Mes­si­ah Lou­is J. F. Hé­rold, 1830. Ar­ranged by George Kings­ley, 1838 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

Louis J. F. Hérold (1791–1833)


Wherefore do the nations rage,
And the people vainly dream,
That in triumph they can wage
War against the King supreme?
Christ His Son a scoff they make
And the rulers plotting say:
Their dominion let us break,
Let us cast their yoke away.

But the Lord will scorn them all,
Calm He sits enthroned on high;
Soon His wrath will on them fall,
Sore displeased He will reply:
Yet according to My will
I have set My King to reign,
And on Zion’s holy hill
Mine Anointed I maintain.

This His word shall be made known,
This Je­ho­vah’s firm decree:
Thou art My belovèd Son,
Yea, I have begotten Thee.
All the earth at Thy request
I will give Thee for Thine own;
Then Thy might shall be confessed
And Thy foes be overthrown.

Therefore, kings, be wise, give ear;
Hearken, judges of the earth;
Learn to serve the Lord with fear,
Mingle trembling with your mirth.
Kiss the Son, lest o’er your way
His consuming wrath should break;
But supremely blest are they
Who in Christ their refuge take.