ASV(i)
1 For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David.
In Jehovah do I take refuge:
How say ye to my soul,
Flee [as] a bird to your mountain; 2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow,
They make ready their arrow upon the string,
That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart; 3 If the foundations be destroyed,
What can the righteous do? 4 Jehovah is in his holy temple;
Jehovah, his throne is in heaven;
His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. 5 Jehovah trieth the righteous;
But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. 6 Upon the wicked he will rain snares;
Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup. 7 For Jehovah is righteous;
He loveth righteousness:
The upright shall behold his face.
In Jehovah do I take refuge:
How say ye to my soul,
Flee [as] a bird to your mountain; 2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow,
They make ready their arrow upon the string,
That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart; 3 If the foundations be destroyed,
What can the righteous do? 4 Jehovah is in his holy temple;
Jehovah, his throne is in heaven;
His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. 5 Jehovah trieth the righteous;
But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. 6 Upon the wicked he will rain snares;
Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup. 7 For Jehovah is righteous;
He loveth righteousness:
The upright shall behold his face.