I trust in the for protection. So why do you say to me, “Fly like a bird to the mountains for safety!
The wicked are stringing their bows and fitting their arrows on the bowstrings. They shoot from the shadows at those whose hearts are right.
The foundations of law and order have collapsed. What can the righteous do?”
But the is in his holy Temple; the still rules from heaven. He watches everyone closely, examining every person on earth.
The examines both the righteous and the wicked. He hates those who love violence.
He will rain down blazing coals and burning sulfur on the wicked, punishing them with scorching winds.
For the righteous loves justice. The virtuous will see his face.