In the Lord I take refuge, how can you say to my soul
Flee like a bird to your mountain, for behold
The wicked bend the bow
They have fitted their arrow to the string
To shoot in the dark at the upright in heart
If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?
If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?
The Lord is in His holy temple, the Lord's throne is in heaven
His eyes see, His eyelids test the children of man
The Lord is in His holy temple, the Lord's throne is in heaven
His eyes see, His eyelids test the children of man
The Lord tests the righteous
But His soul hates the wicked and the one who loves violence
The Lord tests the righteous,
But His soul hates the wicked and the violent
Let Him rain coals on the wicked,
Fire and sulphur and a scorching wind
Shall be the portion of their cup
For the Lord is righteous, He loves righteous deeds
And the upright shall behold His face
For the Lord is righteous, He loves righteous deeds
And the upright shall behold His face