Psalm 11

21st Century King James Version

11 In the Lord I put my trust; how say ye to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain,

² for lo, the wicked bend their bow and 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 test 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 a horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

⁷ For the righteous Lord loveth righteousness; His countenance doth behold the upright.