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Chapter 11
| Psal | LITV | 11:1 | To the chief musician. A Psalm of David. I sought refuge in Jehovah; how can you say to my soul, Flee like a bird to your hill. | |
| Psal | LITV | 11:2 | For behold! The wicked will tread the bow; they fixed their arrow on the string, in order to shoot with it at the upright of heart in the dark. | |
| Psal | LITV | 11:4 | Jehovah is in His holy temple Jehovah, His throne is in the heavens; His eyes see; His eyelids will examine the sons of man. | |
| Psal | LITV | 11:5 | Jehovah tries the righteous, but His soul hates the wicked and the lover of violence. | |
| Psal | LITV | 11:6 | He shall rain snares on the wicked; fire and brimstone and a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup. | |