Lo-oh-oh-oh-OH! I put my trust in the LORD How can you say to me Flee like a bird to the mountains For lo! The wicked bend their bow! They make ready their arrow on the string! So that they may secretly shoot At the upright in heart! If the foundations are destroyed What can the righteous do? They make ready their arrow On the string! So that they may secretly Shoot at the upright in heart! If the found-ound-ations are destroyed What can the righteous do? The LORD Is In His Holy Temple The LORD's Throne Is in Heaven His Eyes Behold His Eyelids Examine The children of men The LORD Tries the Righteous But His Soul Hates the wicked And the one who loves violence On the wicked He Shall Rain Snares, fire and brimstone And a horrible tempest Shall be the portion of their cup The LORD ---- Is In His Holy Temple The LORD's Throne Is in Heaven His Eyes Behold His Eyelids Examine The children of men For the Righteous LORD Loves righteousness His Face Looks On the Upright Lo-oh-oh-oh-OH! I put my trust in You, LORD! How can they say to me 'Flee like a bird to the mountains'? For lo! Oh, LORD! Look! The wicked bend their bow! (See them bend their bow?) They make ready their arrow on the string! (See them set their arrow on the string?) So that they may secretly Shoot at the upright in heart! (They secretly shoot at the upright in heart!) Oh! LORD! If the foundations are destroyed What can the righteous do? **** **** I remember: You, LORD, Are In Your Holy Temple LORD, Your Throne Is in Heaven Your Eyes Behold Your Eyelids Examine The children of men **** **** **** LORD, You Try the righteous But Your Soul Hates the wicked And the ones who love violence On the wicked You Shall Rain Snares, fire and brimstone And a horrible tempest Shall be the portion of their cup You, LORD, Are In Your Holy Temple LORD, Your Throne Is in Heaven Your Eyes Behold Your Eyelids Examine The children of men You, LORD Are In Your Holy Temple LORD, Your Throne Is in Heaven Your Eyes Behold Your Eyelids Examine The children of men **** **** **** LORD, You Try the righteous But Your Soul Hates the wicked And the ones who love violence On the wicked You Shall Rain Snares, fire and brimstone And a horrible tempest Shall be the portion of their cup You, LORD Are In Your Holy Temple LORD, Your Throne Is in Heaven Your Eyes Behold Your Eyelids Examine The children of men LORD, You Try the righteous But Your Soul Hates the wicked And the ones who love violence On the wicked You Shall Rain Snares, fire and brimstone And a horrible tempest Shall be the portion of their cup You, LORD You, LORD Are In Your Holy Temple LORD, Your Throne Is in Heaven Your Eyes Behold Your Eyelids Examine The children of men For You Are The Righteous LORD You Love Righteousness Your Face Looks On the Upright! I put my trust in You Oh, LORD! Oh, LORD! **** **** You Are The Righteous LORD Oh, LORD! Oh-oh-oh-oh! YOU Are In Your Holy Temple LORD, Your Throne Is in Heaven I put my trust in You Oh, LORD! You Are The Righteous LORD I put my trust in You Oh, LORD! I put my trust in You Oh, LORD! {Psalm 011 v1k2b3d}
