The Book of Psalms 11

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1 In the LORD put I my trust how say ye to my soul Flee as a bird to your mountain ⚑

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 ⚑

3 If the foundations be destroyed what can the righteous do ⚑

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 ⚑

5 The LORD trieth the righteous but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth ⚑

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

7 For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness his countenance doth behold the upright ⚑

King James Version (1769) with Apocrypha · Crosswire Bible Society / eBible.org (standard text of 1769) · Public Domain

Cross-references: Treasury of Scripture Knowledge · public domain