Bible Verses About Select Readings

He who is sitting in the heavens doth laugh, The Lord doth mock at them.

Then doth He speak unto them in His anger, And in His wrath He doth trouble them:

`And I--I have anointed My King, Upon Zion--My holy hill.'

I declare concerning a statute: Jehovah said unto me, `My Son Thou art , I to-day have brought thee forth.

Ask of Me and I give nations--thy inheritance, And thy possession--the ends of earth.

Thou dost rule them with a sceptre of iron, As a vessel of a potter Thou dost crush them.'

And now, O kings, act wisely, Be instructed, O judges of earth,

Serve ye Jehovah with fear, And rejoice with trembling.

Kiss the Chosen One, lest He be angry, And ye lose the way, When His anger burneth but a little, O the happiness of all trusting in Him!

To the Overseer, `On the Gittith.' A Psalm of David. Jehovah, our Lord, How honourable Thy name in all the earth! Who settest thine honour on the heavens.

From the mouths of infants and sucklings Thou hast founded strength, Because of Thine adversaries, To still an enemy and a self-avenger.

For I see Thy heavens, a work of Thy fingers, Moon and stars that Thou didst establish.

What is man that Thou rememberest him? The son of man that Thou inspectest him?

And causest him to lack a little of Godhead, And with honour and majesty compassest him.

Thou dost cause him to rule Over the works of Thy hands, All Thou hast placed under his feet.

Sheep and oxen, all of them, And also beasts of the field,

Bird of the heavens, and fish of the sea, Passing through the paths of the seas!

Jehovah, our Lord, How honourable Thy name in all the earth!

To the Overseer. --By a servant of Jehovah, by David, who hath spoken to Jehovah the words of this song in the day Jehovah delivered him from the hand of all his enemies, and from the hand of Saul, and he saith: --I love Thee, O Jehovah, my strength.

Jehovah is my rock, and my bulwark, And my deliverer, My God is my rock, I trust in Him: My shield, and a horn of my salvation, My high tower.

The `Praised One' I call Jehovah, And from my enemies I am saved.

Compassed me have cords of death, And streams of the worthless make me afraid.

Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.

In mine adversity I call Jehovah, And unto my God I cry. He heareth from His temple my voice, And My cry before Him cometh into His ears.

And shake and tremble doth the earth, And foundations of hills are troubled, And they shake--because He hath wrath.