Psalms 11

For the Chief Musician. By David.

In the  Lord, I take refuge.
How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your mountain!"
For, behold, the wicked bend their bows.
They set their arrows on the strings,
that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
If the foundations are destroyed,
what can the righteous do?
The  Lord is in his holy temple.
The  Lord is on his throne in heaven.
His eyes observe.
His eyes examine the children of men.
The  Lord examines the righteous,
but the wicked and him who loves violence
Or, "injustice"
his soul hates.
On the wicked he will rain blazing coals;
fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
For the  Lord is righteous.
He loves righteousness.
The upright shall see his face.
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