1 I n the Lord I take refuge; how can you say to me, Flee like a bird to your mountain?

2 F or see, the wicked are bending the bow; they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they in darkness may shoot at the upright in heart.

3 I f the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do, or what has He wrought or accomplished?

4 T he Lord is in His holy temple; the Lord’s throne is in heaven. His eyes behold; His eyelids test and prove the children of men.

5 T he Lord tests and proves the righteous, but His soul abhors the wicked and him who loves violence.

6 U pon the wicked He will rain quick burning coals or snares; fire, brimstone, and a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

7 F or the Lord is righteous, He loves righteous deeds; the upright shall behold His face, or He beholds the upright.