11:1 «To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David.» In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, a Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?
(a) This is the wicked counsel of his enemies to
him and his companions to drive him from the hope of God's promise.
11:3 If the b
foundations be destroyed, what can the c
(b) All hope of help is taken away.
(c) Yet am I innocent and my cause good.
11:4 The LORD [is] in his holy temple, the LORD'S
throne [is] in heaven: his eyes d
behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
(d) Though all things in earth are out of order,
yet God will execute judgment from heaven.
11:6 Upon the wicked he shall
rain snares, e fire and brimstone, and
an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the f
portion of their cup.
(e) As in the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah.
(f) Which they will drink even to the dregs, (Ezekiel