For the choir director. A Psalm of David. ¹ In the LORD I take refuge;
How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain; ² For, behold, the wicked bend the bow,
They make ready their arrow upon the string
To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart. ³ If the foundations are destroyed,
What can the righteous do?” ⁴ The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD’S throne is in heaven;
His eyes behold, His eyelids test the sons of men. ⁵ The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked,
And the one who loves violence His soul hates. ⁶ Upon the wicked He will rain snares;
Fire and brimstone and burning wind will be the portion of their cup. ⁷ For the LORD is righteous, He loves righteousness;
The upright will behold His face.