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1 For the end, a Psalm of David.
In the Lord I have put my trust: how will ye say to my soul,
Flee to the mountains as a sparrow?
2 For behold the sinners have bent their bow,
They have prepared their arrows for the quiver,
To shoot privily at the upright in heart.
3 For they have pulled down what thou didst frame,
But what has the righteous done?
4 The Lord is in his holy temple,
As for the Lord, his throne is in heaven:
His eyes look upon the poor,
His eyelids try the sons of men.
5 The Lord tries the righteous and the ungodly:
And he that loves unrighteousness hates his own soul.
6 He shall rain upon sinners snares,
Fire, and brimstone, and a stormy blast shall be the portion of their cup.
7 For the Lord is righteous, and loves righteousness;
His face beholds uprightness.