From the recording I'm Pickin My Bible

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Lyrics

Why do the heathen rage, and people conspire in vain
To set themselves up against the Lord; against the Holy One
Why do the rules plot, against the mighty Lord of lords
Saying let us break away, from the rule of God, and throw away restraint

He laughs, He laughs, from where He sits on high; seated on His throne
He laughs, He laughs, but sheds a tear of pain, because of man's great sin

He shall speak to them in His wrath, and judge them in His anger sore
He has lifted up our King to the holy place; Zion is His home
So I will declare this decree, for the Lord has spoken unto me
Thou art My Son this day have I begotten Thee; thus He spoke unto me

He laughs, He laughs, from where He sits on high; seated on His throne
He laughs, He laughs, but sheds a tear of pain, because of man's great sin

Ask of me for thine inheritance, and the heathen shall be thine
And for thy possession I shall give unto thee, the ends of the earth
Come and serve the Lord you who fear; come and serve the Lord and rejoice
Blessed are they who put their trust in the Lord; who take Him as their God

He laughs, He laughs, from where He sits on high; seated on His throne
He laughs, He laughs, but sheds a tear of pain, because of man's great sin

Be wise O kings, be instructed O judges
Serve the Lord with fear and trembling
Come kiss the Son, lest you face His wrath, and perish in your ways

Come kiss the Son, The Resurrected One; come to Him today