I in Jehovah place my trust

1 I in Jehovah place my trust:
why therefore say do ye
To my poor soul, "like frighted birds
to your high mountain flee."
2 For lo, the wicked bend their bows,
and on the string prepare,
Their arrows in the dark to shoot
at those who upright are.

3 But if the great foundations of
our state they overthrow;
[Which are thy sacred laws and truths;]
what shall the righteous do?
4 Jehovah's in his holy place,*
and in the heavens on high
Jehovah's throne: his eyes observe,
men's sons his eye-lids try.

5 The men who truly righteous are
Jehovah does approve:
His soul the wicked hates, and them
who violence do love.
6 Snares, fire and brimstone, dreadful storms,
on sinners He will rain:
This is the portion of the cup
He does for them ordain.

7 Because the Lord, who righteous is,
all righteousness does love;
His countenance the upright one,
beholding does approve.

The Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, 1758