11:1  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 become destroyed, What can the righteous do?"

11:4  The LORD dwells in His holy temple; the LORD'S throne remains 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 fill their cup.

11:7  For the LORD acts righteously, He loves righteousness; The upright will behold His face.