1
To the Overseer. Of Daviyd. In Yahuah I seek refuge. How do you say to my being, “Flee like a bird to your mountain”?
2
For see, the wicked bend the bow; they set their arrow upon the string, to shoot in darkness at the upright of heart.
3
If the foundations are torn down, what can the righteous do?
4
Yahuah is in His set-apart Temple; the Throne of Yahuah is in the heavens. His eyes behold; His eyelids examine the sons of Adam.
5
Yahuah examines the righteous, but the wicked and the one loving violence His being hates.
6
He rains snares upon the wicked— fire and sulfur and a scorching ruach are the portion of their cup.
7
For Yahuah is righteous; He loves righteous deeds. The upright behold His face.