The Book of Psalms
In the LORD do I take refuge: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
2 For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
4 The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
5 The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
6 Upon the wicked he shall rain coals of fire and brimstone, and a burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.
7 For the LORD is righteous, and he loveth righteousness; the upright shall behold his countenance.
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