To Him that presides over the music. A Psalm of David.
1. In JEHOVAH have I taken refuge: how say you to my soul, Flee to the mountains like a bird?
2. For lo! the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow on the string, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
3. When the foundations are overturned, what shall the just do?
4. JEHOVAH is in the temple of his holiness; JEHOVAH is in the heavens, his throne. His eyes behold, his eyelids prove, the sons of man.
5. JEHOVAH proves the just: but the wicked, and him that loves violence, his soul hates.
6. He will rain upon the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone; and the burning wind, shall be the portion of their cup
7. For just is JEHOVAH: he loves justice: his face will behold the upright.
