Psalms 11
1 For the choirmaster. Of David. I take refuge in the LORD. How can you say to me, “Fly away to your mountain, little bird”?
2 Look: the wicked draw their bows, set their arrows on the string, to shoot in the dark at those upright in heart.
3 When the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?
4 The LORD is in his holy temple; the LORD’s throne is in heaven. His eyes see; his eyelids examine humankind.
5 The LORD examines the righteous, but he hates the wicked and those who love violence.
6 He rains snares on the wicked; fire, sulfur, and a scorching wind are their portion in the cup.
7 For the LORD is righteous and loves righteousness; the upright will see his face.
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