Yahweh Is in His Holy Temple

For the choir director. Of 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 the bow,

They [†]make ready their arrow upon the string

To 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’s throne is in heaven;

His eyes behold, His eyelids test the sons of men.

5Yahweh tests the righteous,

But the wicked and the one who loves violence His soul hates.

6May He rain [†]snares upon the wicked;

Fire and brimstone and burning wind will be the portion of their cup.

7For Yahweh is righteous, He loves [†]righteousness;

The upright will behold His face.