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21 lines
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# Chapter 11
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1 In the Lord I put my trust;
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How can you say to my soul,
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“Flee as a bird to your mountain”?
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2 For look! The wicked bend their bow,
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They make ready their arrow on the string,
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That they may shoot secretly at the upright in heart.
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3 If the foundations are destroyed,
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What can the righteous do?
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4 The Lord is in His holy temple,
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The Lord’s throne is in heaven;
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His eyes behold,
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His eyelids test the sons of men.
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5 The Lord tests the righteous,
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But the wicked and the one who loves violence His soul hates.
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6 Upon the wicked He will rain coals;
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Fire and brimstone and a burning wind
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Shall be the portion of their cup.
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7 For the Lord is righteous,
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He loves righteousness;
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His countenance beholds the upright. |