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For the Lord knows the way of the righteous,
But the way of the wicked shall perish. A small stylistic flourish marks the end of the first Psalm.
And the people speak empty things. A small stylistic flourish.
And the kings of the earth have risen. A small stylistic flourish.
And the rulers have gathered together against them, A small stylistic flourish.
Against the Lord and against his Anointed. A small stylistic flourish.
Let us break their bonds from us. A small stylistic flourish.
And let us cast off their yokes from us. A small stylistic flourish.
He who sits in heaven shall laugh at them. A small stylistic flourish.
And the Lord shall mock them. A small stylistic flourish.
When he speaks to them in his wrath, A small stylistic flourish.
And his anger troubles them. A small stylistic flourish.
I have been appointed King over them,
In Zion, on his holy mountain. A small stylistic flourish.
To proclaim the commandment of the Lord. A small stylistic flourish.
The Lord said to me, "You are my son, A small stylistic flourish.
And I today have begotten you." A small stylistic flourish.
Ask of me, and I will give you the nations as your inheritance,
And your dominion to the ends of the earth. A small stylistic flourish.