1In the LORD put I my trust : how say ye to my soul , Flee as a bird to your mountain ? 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 . 3If the foundations be destroyed , what can the righteous do ?
The Wicked and Their Fate
4The LORD is in his holy temple , the LORD’s throne is in heaven : his eyes behold , his eyelids try , the children of men . 5The LORD trieth the righteous : but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth . 6Upon the wicked he shall rain snares , fire and brimstone , and an horrible tempest : this shall be the portion of their cup .
The Lord's Sovereignty
7For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness ; his countenance doth behold the upright .