PSA-11:1 To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David. In the LORD

put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your

mountain?

PSA-11:2 For, lo, the wicked bend [their] bow, they make ready

their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the

upright in heart.

PSA-11:3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous

do?

PSA-11:4 The LORD [is] in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne

[is] in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children

of men.

PSA-11:5 The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him

that loveth violence his soul hateth.

PSA-11:6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and

brimstone, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the portion

of their cup. PSA-11:7 For the righteous LORD loveth

righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.

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