Psalm 11Words: The Psalter of the United Presbyterian Church of North America, 1887 ed. There are also Short Metre and Common Metre versions of this Psalm on this page 1 My trust is in the Lord Most High; Then to my soul why should ye say, Away to your lone mountain fly, Speed liked bird and flee away? 2 For lo! the wicked bend the bow, With skilful hand they aim the dart; Their arrows through the darkness go, To pierce the man of upright heart. 3 If the foundations be o'erthrown, Of what avail the righteous race? The Lord in heav'n has fixed his throne, And reigns within his holy place. 4 His eyes behold, his eyelids scan The sons of men, the just he tries. His soul doth hate the wicked man, And bold transgressors doth despise. 5 Snares, fire and brimstone, round their path, On wicked men the Lord shall rain; Dark tempests filled with burning wrath, Their cup's full portion shall remain. 6 The Lord is just in all his ways, And righteousness is his delight; To upright men his grace displays, And gives them favor in his sight. 1 My trust is in the Lord; How to my soul say ye, Away with speed, and like a bird To your high mountain flee? 2 Lo, sinners bend the bow; On string they fit the dart, That they unseen may shoot at those Who upright are in heart. 3 What can the righteous do? What can for them avail, If the foundations be destroyed And all they built on fail? 4 The Lord in Zion dwells, The Lord's throne is on high: His eyes behold the sons of men; Yea, them his eyelids try. 5 The Lord the righteous tries: But those that wicked be, And him who loveth violence In soul abhorreth he. 6 Fire, brimstone, snares, fierce storms, On sinners he shall rain; This is the portion of their cup, The cup which they shall drain. 7 Because the righteous Lord Delights in righteousness; And with his gracious countenance The upright he will bless. 1 I in Jehovah put my trust; Then wherefore say to me, As timid birds a refuge seek, So to your mountain flee? 2 For, lo! the wicked bend the bow, On string their arrow fit, That those who upright are in heart In secret they may hit; 3 For if foundations be destroyed, What hath the righteous dour? Jehovah in his temple is, In heaven is his throne. 4 His eyes do see, his eyelids try Men's sons. The just he proves; But his soul hates the wicked man, And him that vi'lence loves. 5 Snares, fire, and brimstone, raging storms, On sinners he shall rain; This, as the portion of their cup, Shall unto them pertain. 6 Because the Lord most righteous doth In righteousness delight; And with a pleasant countenance Beholdeth the upright. |
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