You are my son.
It is I who have begotten you this day.
As bright and glorious as the sun.
Who can this gainsay.

Take warning rulers.
Exult with trembling embrace.
As you await all callers.
You must accept every face.

Like a potters jar.
You will scatter them.
From near and far .
All of them.

It is I who have appointed my king.
This I will sing.

……

For you are my son
I have begotten you now
This day and always
…..

See Psalm 2