11:1 To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. In the Lord I put my trust; How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?
11:2 For look! The wicked bend their bow, They make ready their arrow on the string, That they may shoot secretly at the upright in heart.
11:3 If the foundations are destroyed, What can the righteous do?
11:4 The Lord is in His holy temple, The Lord’s throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, His eyelids test the sons of men.
11:5 The Lord tests the righteous, But the wicked and the one who loves violence His soul hates.
11:6 Upon the wicked He will rain coals; Fire and brimstone and a burning wind Shall be the portion of their cup.
11:7 For the Lord is righteous, He loves righteousness; His countenance beholds the upright.
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