Psalms 11
1For the end, a Psalm of David. In the Lord I have put my trust: how will you⌃ say to mysoul, Flee to the mountains as a sparrow?2For behold the sinners have bent theirbow, they have prepared their arrows for the quiver, to shoot privily at the upright in heart.
3For they have pulled down what you did frame, but what has the righteous done?
4The Lord is in his holy temple, as for the Lord, his throne is in heaven: his eyeslook upon the poor, his eyelids try the sons of men.
5The Lord tries the righteous and the ungodly: and he that loves unrighteousnesshates his own soul.
6He shall rain upon sinners snares, fire, and brimstone, and a stormy blastshall be the portion of their cup.
7For the Lordis righteous, and loves righteousness; his face beholds uprightness.
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