1   For the music director. Of David.

  In Yahweh I have taken refuge;

  how can you say to my soul,

  “Flee to your mountain like a bird”?

2   For look: The wicked string the bow.

  They have fitted their arrow to the string,

  to shoot from the darkness

  at the upright of heart.

3   When the foundations are destroyed

  what can the righteous do?

4   Yahweh is in his holy temple;

  Yahweh is in the heavens on his throne.

  His eyelids see;

  they test the children of humankind.

5   Yahweh tests the righteous,

  but the wicked and the lover of violence

  his soul hates.

6   He will rain coals on the wicked.

  Burning sulfur and scorching wind

  will be the portion of their cup.

7   For Yahweh is righteous;

  he loves righteous deeds.

  The upright shall see his face.