To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. 1In the LORD I have taken refuge; how then can you say to me, "Flee like a bird to your mountain"? 2For lo, the wicked bend their bow; they make ready their arrow on the string, so that they may secretly shoot at the upright in heart. 3If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do? 4The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD'S throne is in heaven. His eyes behold; His searching gaze tests the children of men. 5The LORD tries the righteous, but His soul hates the wicked and the one who loves violence. 6Upon the wicked He shall rain snares, fire and brimstone; and a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup, 7For the LORD is righteous, He loves righteousness; the upright will behold His face. A Faithful Version Copyright © 2007, 2009, 2010, 2011 York Publishing Company Post Office Box 1038 Hollister, California 95024-1038 All rights reserved. All Scripture may be freely quoted except for brief excerpts for review purposes, no part of this publication may be reproduced or used in any form or by any means--electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or information storage and retrieval systems, or use of hermeneutical conclusions of copyright owner. Bible Hub |
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