Psalms 11

For the Chief Musician. By David.


1
In the LORD, I take refuge.

How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain!”


2
For, behold, the wicked bend their bows.

They set their arrows on the strings,

that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.


3
If the foundations are destroyed,

what can the righteous do?


4
The LORD is in his holy temple.

The LORD is on his throne in heaven.

His eyes observe.

His eyes examine the children of men.


5
The LORD examines the righteous,

but the wicked and him who loves violence his soul hates.


6
On the wicked he will rain blazing coals;

fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.


7
For the LORD is righteous.

He loves righteousness.

The upright shall see his face.

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