chapter_Psalm_11
Psalm 11:1: To the Overseer. &#8212; By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, 'They moved to Thy mountain for the bird? Psalm 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. Psalm 11:3: When the foundations are destroyed, The righteous &#8212; what hath he done? Psalm 11:4: Jehovah is in his holy temple: Jehovah &#8212; in the heavens is His throne. His eyes see &#8212; His eyelids try the sons of men. Psalm 11:5: Jehovah the righteous doth try. And the wicked and the lover of violence, Hath His soul hated, Psalm 11:6: He poureth on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind is the portion of their cup. Psalm 11:7: For righteous is Jehovah, Righteousness He hath loved, The upright doth His countenance see!'
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