Psalms 11

Psalm title: To the chief Musician. [supplied: A Psalm] of David.

1. ¹In Jehovah have I put my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [supplied: as] a bird to your mountain?
2. ²For behold, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may in darkness shoot at the upright in heart.
3. ³If the foundations be destroyed, what shall the righteous do?
4. ⁴Jehovah [supplied: is] in the temple of his holiness; Jehovah, -- his throne is in the heavens: his eyes behold, his eyelids try the children of men.
5. ⁵Jehovah trieth the righteous one; but the wicked, and him that loveth violence, his soul hateth.
6. ⁶Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone; and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
7. ⁷For righteous is Jehovah; he loveth righteousness, his countenance doth behold the upright.

Words in italics were supplied by the translators.

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