The Book of Psalms

For the chief musician. A psalm of David. I take refuge in Yahweh; how will you say to me, “Flee like a bird to the mountain”?

For see! The wicked prepare their bows. They make ready their arrows on the strings to shoot in the darkness at the upright in heart.

For if the foundations are ruined, what can the righteous do?

Yahweh is in his holy temple; his eyes watch, his eyes examine the children of mankind.

Yahweh examines both the righteous and the wicked, but he hates those who love to do violence.

He rains burning coals and brimstone upon the wicked; a scorching wind will be their portion from his cup!

For Yahweh is righteous, and he loves righteousness; the upright will see his face.

In the LORD, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?

For, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?

The LORD is in his holy temple. The LORD is on his throne in heaven. His eyes observe. His eyes examine the children of men.

The LORD examines the righteous, but his soul hates the wicked and him who loves violence.

On the wicked he will rain blazing coals; fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

For the LORD is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright shall see his face.