1I'm vibing with the Lord, so why y'all telling me to bounce like a bird to the hills?

2For real, the haters are ready to pop off, aiming their arrows at the good peeps.

3If the whole foundation's wrecked, what’s the squad supposed to do?

4The Lord's chilling in His holy crib, throne in the clouds, peeping everything we do.

5The Lord's testing the good ones, but He’s not about that savage life with the wicked and violent.

6On the bad guys, He’s dropping traps, fire, and chaos; that’s their vibe check.

7The righteous Lord is all about that good energy; He sees the real ones.

1In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

2For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

3If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

4The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord’s throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5The Lord trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

7For the righteous Lord loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.