Psalm 11    

¹In Yahweh I have sought refuge. How can you say to my soul, “Flee like a bird to your mountain,”
  ²for, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings to shoot in the darkness at the upright in heart.
  ³When the foundations are destroyed, what can a righteous person do?
  ⁴Yahweh is in his holy Temple. Yahweh’s throne is in the heavens. His eyes observe. His eyelids put people to the test.
  ⁵Yahweh puts the righteous person to the test, but his soul hates the wicked person and the one who loves violence.
  ⁶He will rain down coals upon the wicked; fire and sulfur and scorching wind will be the portion of their cup.
  ⁷For Yahweh is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright person will see his face.