| Verse | |
| 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. |
| Verse | |
| 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. |