Contents
The Holy Bible: King James Version. 2000.
The Psalms
The Psalms 11
The Refuge of the Upright |
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. |
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In the LORD put I my trust:
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how say ye to my soul, |
Flee as a bird to your mountain? |
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For, lo, the wicked bend their bow,
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they make ready their arrow upon the string, |
that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart. |
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If the foundations be destroyed,
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what can the righteous do? |
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The LORD is in his holy temple,
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the LORD‘s throne is in heaven: |
his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. |
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The LORD trieth the righteous:
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but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. |
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Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone,
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and a horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup. |
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For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness;
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his countenance doth behold the upright. |
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Published by The American Bible Society
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