The Book of Psalms. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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| Book I |
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| | | Jehovah a Refuge and Defence |
| | | | | For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. |
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| [1] | IN Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee as 1 a bird to your mountain; |
| [2] | For, 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; |
| [3] | If 2 the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do? |
| [4] | Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. |
| [5] | Jehovah trieth the righteous; But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. |
| [6] | Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup. |
| [7] | For Jehovah is righteous; he loveth righteousness: 3 The 4 upright shall behold his face. |
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