Book 19 Psalms Chapter 011
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| 011:001 | In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?   |
| 011:002 | 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.   |
| 011:003 | If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?   |
| 011:004 | The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.   |
| 011:005 | The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.   |
| 011:006 | Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.   |
| 011:007 | For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright. |