Psalm 11

1 In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?RV1885 — Psalm 11:1

2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.RV1885 — Psalm 11:2

3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?RV1885 — Psalm 11:3

4 The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord, his throne is in heaven; his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.RV1885 — Psalm 11:4

5 The Lord trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.RV1885 — Psalm 11:5

6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares; fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.RV1885 — Psalm 11:6

7 For the Lord is righteous; he loveth righteousness: the upright shall behold his face.RV1885 — Psalm 11:7