Psalms Chapter 11

1 (To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.) In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

2 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.

3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

4 The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5 The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

7 For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.




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Geraldine Cole's Psalms Chapter 11 comment on 6/30/2018, 6:25pm...

The Lord Jesus is in charge !!!!!!!!###


Denis Daily's Psalms Chapter 11 comment on 3/27/2018, 10:14am...

I'm finally physically capable to read this holy book!!!!!


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