To the director: A song of David.
1 I trust in the LORD, so why did you tell me to run and hide?
Why did you say, “Fly like a bird to your mountain?”
2 Like hunters, the wicked hide in the dark.
They get their bows ready and aim their arrows.
They shoot at good, honest people.
3 What would good people do
if the wicked destroyed all that is good?*
4 The LORD is in his holy temple.
The LORD sits on his throne in heaven.
He sees everything that happens.
He watches people closely.
5 The LORD examines those who are good and those who are wicked;
he hates those who enjoy hurting others.
6 He will make hot coals and burning sulfur fall like rain on the wicked.
They will get nothing but a hot, burning wind.
7 The LORD always does what is right, and he loves seeing people do right.
Those who live good lives will be with him.†