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, 1"Flee like a bird to your mountain,
2 for behold, the wicked 2bend the bow; 3they have fitted their arrow to the string to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart;
3 if 4the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?"a
4 5The LORD is in his holy temple; the LORD's 6throne is in heaven; his eyes see, his eyelids 7test the children of man.
5 The LORD 8tests the righteous, but 9his soul hates the wicked and the one who loves violence.
6 Let him rain coals on the wicked; 10fire and sulfur and a scorching wind shall be 11the portion of their cup.
7 For the LORD is righteous; he 12loves righteous deeds; 13the upright shall behold his face.
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