| [an error occurred while processing this directive] | King James Bible |
| 1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain? |
| 2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2For, 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[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do? |
| 4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. |
| 5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. |
| 6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup. |
| 7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright. |
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