Lo, the nations all assemble

Lo

the nations all assemble

And imagine vanity

Kings and princes plot together

’Gainst the Lord in unity.

“Let us break their bonds asunder

Cast away their cords from us.”

’Gainst the Lord and His Anointed

Worldly rulers counsel thus.

He who sitteth in the heavens

In contempt will laugh at them

Vex them in His fierce displeasure

Terrifying all such men.

Yet upon the hill of Zion

God has His anointed King—

This is God’s own declaration

All the kings admonishing.

Now ’tis Christ

’tis God’s Anointed

Who declares the Lord’s decree:

“Thou’rt my Son (in resurrection)

This day I’ve begotten Thee.

All the nations I will give Thee

For Thine own inheritance.

Thou shalt dash them into pieces

In Thy kingly excellence.”

Now be wise

O be instructed

All ye rulers of the earth

Fear the Lord

rejoice with trembling

Serve the only One of worth.

Kiss the Son

lest He be angry

And ye perish in the way.

“All who trust in Him are blessed

”

All who trust in Him will say.

Lord

we praise Thee

we have seen Him—

Thy unique Anointed One—

And from vanity repenting

We in love have kissed Thy Son.

“All who trust in Him are blessed”—

Not “all those who keep the law.”

In that risen One believing

We are blest forevermore.