PSALM 10.

In Domino confido

1 Unto the end, a psalm of David.

2 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?

3 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.

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

5 The Lordisin his holy temple; the Lord’s throne is in heaven;

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

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

7 He shall rain snares upon sinners: fire and brimstone and storms of windsshallbe the portions of the cup.

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