1 «To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David.» In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul,This is the wicked counsel of his enemies to him and his companions to drive him from the hope of God's promise.Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?
2 For loe, the wicked bende their bowe, and make readie their arrowes vpon the string, that they may secretly shoote at them, which are vpright in heart.
3 If theAll hope of help is taken away.foundations be destroyed, what can theYet am I innocent and my cause good.righteous do?
4 The LORD [is] in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne [is] in heaven: his eyesThough all things in earth are out of order, yet God will execute judgment from heaven.behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
5 The Lorde will try the righteous: but the wicked and him that loueth iniquitie, doeth his soule hate.
6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares,As in the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah.fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] theWhich they will drink even to the dregs, (Eze_23:34).portion of their cup.
7 For the righteous Lorde loueth righteousnes: his countenance doeth beholde the iust.