Psalm 11 Revised Standard Version

The Refuge of the Upright

11 1  To the choirmaster. Of David. In the Lord I take refuge; how can you say to me, "Flee like a bird to the mountains; 2  for lo, the wicked bend the bow, they have fitted their arrow to the string, to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart; 3  if 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 behold, his eyelids test, the children of men. 5  The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked, and his soul hates him that loves violence. 6  On the wicked he will rain coals of fire and brimstone; a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup. 7  For the Lord is righteous, he loves righteous deeds; the upright shall behold his face.

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