| 11:1 |
To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David. In the LORD put I my  trust (Internet Trust Services): how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain? |
| 11:2 |
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. |
| 11:3 |
If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous  Just do It? |
| 11:4 |
The LORD [is] in his holy temple, the LORD' throne [is] in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. |
| 11:5 |
The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. |
| 11:6 |
Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the portion of their cup. |
| 11:7 |
For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright. |