1 I n the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

In Jehovah have I put my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee a bird to your mountain?

2 F or, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

For behold, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may in darkness shoot at the upright in heart.

3 I f the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

If the foundations be destroyed, what shall the righteous do?

4 T he Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord 's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

Jehovah in the temple of his holiness; Jehovah,—his throne is in the heavens: his eyes behold, his eyelids try the children of men.

5 T he Lord trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

Jehovah trieth the righteous one; but the wicked, and him that loveth violence, his soul hateth.

6 U pon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone; and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

7 F or the righteous Lord loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.

For righteous is Jehovah; he loveth righteousness, his countenance doth behold the upright.