The Lord Is in His Holy Temple

^{TO THE CHOIRMASTER. OF DAVID.} 

¹ In the Lord I take refuge; how can you say to my soul, “ Flee like a bird to your mountain,

² for behold, the wicked bend the bow; they have fitted their arrow to the string to shoot in the dark 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 see, his eyelids test the children of man.

⁵ The Lord tests the righteous, but his soul hates the wicked and the one who loves violence.

⁶ Let him rain coals on the wicked; fire and sulphur and a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

⁷ For the Lord is righteous; he loves righteous deeds; the upright shall behold his face.