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Psalms 11
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[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?
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. {privily: Heb. in darkness}
3
If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
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The LORD {is} in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne {is} in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
5
The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
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Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: {this shall be} the portion of their cup. {an horrible...: or, a burning tempest}
7
For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.
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