lesserot@Psalms:11:1 @ In the Lord have I put my trust: how can ye say to my soul, Flee to your mountain as a bird?
lesserot@Psalms:11:2 @ For lo, the wicked bend their bow, they arrange their arrow upon the string, to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart.
lesserot@Psalms:11:4 @ The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord hath his throne in the heavens, his eyes behold, his eyelids prove, the children of men.
lesserot@Psalms:11:5 @ The Lord proveth the righteous; but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
lesserot@Psalms:11:6 @ He letteth rain upon the wicked burning coals, fire and brimstone; and a glowing wind is the portion of their cup.
lesserot@Psalms:11:7 @ For righteous is the Lord, he loveth righteousness: his countenance doth behold the upright.