| | 1 | For the director of music. Of David. In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: "Flee like a bird to your mountain. | |
| | 2 | For look, the wicked bend their bows; they set their arrows against the strings to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart. | |
| | 3 | When the foundations are being destroyed, what can the righteous do?" | |
| | 4 | The LORD is in his holy temple; the LORD is on his heavenly throne. He observes the sons of men; his eyes examine them. | |
| | 5 | The LORD examines the righteous, but the wicked and those who love violence his soul hates. | |
| | 6 | On the wicked he will rain fiery coals and burning sulfur; a scorching wind will be their lot. | |
| | 7 | For the LORD is righteous, he loves justice; upright men will see his face. | |
