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Psalm 11

Vers 1

I in the Lord do put my trust:
how is it then that ye
Say to my soul, Flee, as a bird,
unto your mountain high?

Vers 2

For, lo, the wicked bend their bow,
their shafts on string they fit,
That those who upright are in heart
they privily may hit.

Vers 3

If the foundations be destroy’d,
what hath the righteous done?
God in his holy temple is,
in heaven is his throne:

Vers 4

His eyes do see, his eye-lids try
men’s sons. The just he proves:
But his soul hates the wicked man,
and him that vi’lence loves.

Vers 5

Snares, fire and brimstone, furious storms,
on sinners he shall rain:
This, as the portion of their cup,
doth unto them pertain.

Vers 6

Because the Lord most righteous doth
in righteousness delight;
And with a pleasant countenance
beholdeth the upright.
About this psalm

Psalm 11 is a psalm of David and belongs to Book I (Psalm 1–41) of the Psalter.

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