I will take refuge in the Lord
(Habakkuk 1:12-17)
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To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. In the Lord put I my trust: howe say yee then to my soule, Flee to your mountaine as a birde?
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For loe, the wicked bende their bowe, and make readie their arrowes vpon the string, that they may secretly shoote at them, which are vpright in heart.
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For the foundations are cast downe: what hath the righteous done?
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The Lord is in his holy palace: the Lordes throne is in the heauen: his eyes wil consider: his eye lids will try the children of men.
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The Lord will try the righteous: but the wicked and him that loueth iniquitie, doeth his soule hate.
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Vpon the wicked he shall raine snares, fire, and brimstone, and stormie tempest: this is the porcion of their cup.
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For the righteous Lord loueth righteousnes: his countenance doeth beholde the iust.