Psa.|11:Title|-|To the choir director. |a|Of David
Psa.|11:1|-|In Jehovah have I |a|taken refuge. How can you say to my soul,Flee to |1|the mountains like a bird?
Psa.|11:2|-|For behold, the wicked bend the bow;They ready their arrow on the string
To shoot in the dark at the upright in heart.
Psa.|11:3|-|When the foundations are destroyed,What will the righteous man do?
Psa.|11:4|-|Jehovah is in His holy |a|temple;Jehovah—His |b|throne is in heaven.
His eyes behold;His |1|eyelids try the sons of men.
Psa.|11:5|-|Jehovah tries the righteous man;But the wicked man and him who loves violence, His soul hates.
Psa.|11:6|-|He will rain down snares upon the wicked;|a|Fire and brimstone and a scorching wind will be the portion of their cup.
Psa.|11:7|-|For Jehovah is righteous; He loves righteous deeds.The upright man will behold His face.
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