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 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. The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord, his 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.