Psalm 10

Psalm 10 In the Lord I put my trust: how then do you say to my soul: * Get thee away from hence to the mountain, like a sparrow?

For, lo, the wicked have bent their bow: they have prepared their arrows in the quiver, * to shoot in the dark the upright of heart.

For they have destroyed the things which thou hast made: * but what has the just man done?

The Lord is in his holy temple, * the Lord’s throne is in heaven.

His eyes look on the poor man: * his eyelids examine the sons of men.

The Lord trieth the just and the wicked: * but he that loveth iniquity, hateth his own soul.

He shall rain snares upon sinners: * fire and brimstone, and storms of winds, shall be the portion of their cup.

For the Lord is just, and hath loved justice: * his countenance hath beheld righteousness.