For the Chief Musician. By David.

• ¹In Yahweh, I take refuge.
• How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain!”

• ²For, behold, the wicked bend their bows.
• They set their arrows on the strings,
• that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

• ³If the foundations are destroyed,
• what can the righteous do?

• ⁴Yahweh is in his holy temple.
• Yahweh is on his throne in heaven.

• His eyes observe.
• His eyes examine the children of men.

• ⁵Yahweh examines the righteous,
• but the wicked and him who loves violence his soul hates.

• ⁶On the wicked he will rain blazing coals;
• fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

• ⁷For Yahweh is righteous.
• He loves righteousness.
• The upright shall see his face.