Psalms 11
- In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain? 🔗
- For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart. 🔗
- If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do? 🔗
- The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD2019s throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. 🔗
- The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. 🔗
- Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup. 🔗
- For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright. 🔗
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