Psalms

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

1In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain;

2For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, They make ready their arrow upon the string, That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart;

3If the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do?

4Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5Jehovah trieth the righteous; But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

7For Jehovah is righteous; he loveth righteousness: The upright shall behold his face.

1“Trốn về núi đi, này chim sẻ !

2núp trong bóng tối nhằm bắn người ngay thẳng.

3người công chính còn làm được chuyện gì ?”

4Chúa đưa mắt nhìn, dò xét phàm nhân.

5ghét những ai ưa thích bạo tàn.

6là phần riêng của chúng trên đời.

7được chiêm ngưỡng Thánh Nhan.