Psalms 11
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1In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Fleeasa bird to your mountain;
2For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, They make ready their arrow upon the string, That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart;
3If the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do?
4Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
5Jehovah trieth the righteous; But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
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American Standard Version (1901) is in the public domain. Text bundled with PentecostalGPT.