A Poem on Psalm 2

Psalm 2 Poem

Amazing thing!
The Gentiles gather,
The nations meditate.
Their kings and rulers
Resist and scheme
‘Gainst God’s choice potentate. (Psalm 2:1-3)

The Lord in heav’n
Will laugh and mock
And fill them all with dread.
He will remind them
To their shock
His king shall be their head. (Psalm 2:4-6)

Then to this king
The Lord will speak,
Restate his rightful place.
The king himself
Is God’s own son,
Inherits every race. (Psalm 2:7-9)

So, kings and judges,
Now be wise,
Gladly worship and fear.
Obey God’s king,
Yes, flee to him,
Or you will perish here. (Psalm 2:10-12)

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