For the Chief Musician. By David.
1
In YHVH, I take refuge.
How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?
2
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.
3
If the foundations are destroyed,
what can the righteous do?
4
YHVH is in his holy temple.
YHVH is on his throne in heaven.
His eyes observe.
His eyes examine the children of men.
5
YHVH examines the righteous,
but his soul hates the wicked and him who loves violence.
6
On the wicked he will rain blazing coals;
fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
7
For YHVH is righteous.
He loves righteousness.
The upright shall see his face.