Psalm 11

1 To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David.
In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain? KJVSD — Psalm 11:1

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. KJVSD — Psalm 11:2

3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do? KJVSD — Psalm 11:3

4 The LORD [is] in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne [is] in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. KJVSD — Psalm 11:4

5 The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. KJVSD — Psalm 11:5

6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the portion of their cup. KJVSD — Psalm 11:6

7 For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright. KJVSD — Psalm 11:7