Psalms 11
Verse: 1
In the lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
Psalms 11
Verse: 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.
Psalms 11
Verse: 3
If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
Psalms 11
Verse: 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.
Psalms 11
Verse: 5
The lord trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
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Verse: 6
Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.
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Verse: 7
For the righteous lord loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.