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Psalms 11

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To the Heavenly Worship Leader, [A Psalm (sacred song about or to God)] of David [Beloved].
1In the Lord-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate] put I my trust: how say you2f to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?
2For, lo, the wicked bend [their] bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may secretly shoot at the upright in heart.
3If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
4The Lord-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate] [is] in his holy temple, the Lord-Yehōvah’s [Messiah Pre-Incarnate] throne [is] in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
5The Lord-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate] tries the righteous: but the wicked and him that loves violence his soul hates.
6Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and sulfur, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the portion of their cup.
7For the righteous Lord-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate] loves righteousness; his Countenance (Face, appearance; show favor) does behold the upright.