1 In the Lord I have put my trust: how will you⌃ say to my soul,
2 Flee to the mountains as a sparrow?
3 For behold the sinners have bent their bow , they have prepared their arrows for the quiver, to shoot privily at the upright in heart.
4 For they have pulled down what you did frame, but what has the righteous done?
5 The Lord is in his holy temple, as for the Lord, his throne is in heaven: his eyes look upon the poor, his eyelids try the sons of men.
6 The Lord tries the righteous and the ungodly: and he that loves unrighteousness hates his own soul.
7 He shall rain upon sinners snares, fire, and brimstone, and a stormy blast shall be the portion of their cup.
8 For the Lord is righteous, and loves righteousness; his face beholds uprightness.