1 In the Lord I atake refuge; How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your bmountain; 2 For, behold, the wicked abend the bow, They bmake ready their arrow upon the string To cshoot in darkness at the upright in heart. 3 If the afoundations are destroyed, What can the righteous do?" 4 The Lord is in His aholy temple; the Lord'S bthrone is in heaven; His ceyes behold, His eyelids test the sons of men. 5 The Lord atests the righteous and bthe wicked, And the one who loves violence His soul hates. 6 Upon the wicked He will arain snares; bFire and brimstone and cburning wind will be the portion of dtheir cup. 7 For the Lord is arighteous, bHe loves righteousness; The upright will cbehold His face.