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11:1  To the Overseer. -- By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, `They moved [to] Thy mountain for the bird?
11:2  For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
11:3  When the foundations are destroyed, The righteous -- what hath he done?
11:4  `Jehovah [is] in his holy temple: Jehovah -- in the heavens [is] His throne. His eyes see -- His eyelids try the sons of men.
11:5  Jehovah the righteous doth try. And the wicked and the lover of violence, Hath His soul hated,
11:6  He poureth on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind [is] the portion of their cup.
11:7  For righteous [is] Jehovah, Righteousness He hath loved, The upright doth His countenance see!'