ASV Psalms 11 Chapter
11:1
In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain;
11:2
For, 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;
11:3
If the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do?
11:4
Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
11:5
Jehovah trieth the righteous; But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
11:6
Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.
11:7
For Jehovah is righteous; He loveth righteousness: The upright shall behold his face.