|1||In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?|
|2||For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.|
|3||If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?|
|4||The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.|
|5||The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.|
|6||Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.|
|7||For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.|
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