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11:1 [For the choir director. A Psalm of David]. In the LORD I take refuge; How can you say to my soul, "Flee [as] a bird to your mountain; 11:2 For, behold, the wicked bend the bow, They make ready their arrow upon the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart. 11:3 If the foundations are destroyed, What can the righteous do?" 11:4 The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD's throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, His eyelids test the sons of men. 11:5 The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked, And the one who loves violence His soul hates. 11:6 Upon the wicked He will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind will be the portion of their cup. 11:7 For the LORD is righteous; He loves righteousness; The upright will behold His face.