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019:011:001
In the LORD put I my trust:
how say ye to my soul,
Flee as a bird to your mountain?
019:011:002
For,
lo,
the wicked bend their bow,
they make ready their arrow upon the string,
that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.
019:011:003
If the foundations be destroyed,
what can the righteous do?
019:011:004
The LORD is in his holy temple,
the LORD's throne is in heaven:
his eyes behold,
his eyelids try,
the children of men.
019:011:005
The LORD trieth the righteous:
but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
019:011:006
Upon the wicked he shall rain snares,
fire and brimstone,
and an horrible tempest:
this shall be the portion of their cup.
019:011:007
For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness;
his countenance doth behold the upright.