[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.
Psalms — Chapters
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