In the Lord I take refuge How can you say to my soul: "Fly like a bird far away to your mountain Ain't nothing left here but woe Head for the hills and let's go I've seen the wicked's bow bending I hear he's searching for you With all around the foundations upending And us with numbers so few What can the righteous do?" You ask But the Lord is in His holy temple God is on His throne High in His heav'n What His eyes behold Would make you tremble He sees the hearts of man In the Lord I take refuge Why do you counsel despair When all around us The signs of God's blessings Form monuments to His care? Lift up your hearts in prayer To God who judges the righteous Whose righteous soul burns with hate When He discovers the lovers of violence And pours His wrath on their pate O they deserve their fate For the Lord is in His holy temple God is on His throne High in His heav'n What His eyes behold Would make you tremble He sees your every plan For the Lord is in His holy temple God is on His throne High in His heav'n What His eyes behold Would make you tremble He knows the hearts of man In the Lord I take refuge And plead the blood of His grace No more a reason to fear the unrighteous For they will end in disgrace But we will see His face