Psalm Eleven

11:0  For the director of music; by David. 
11:1  In the LORD, I take refuge.
	    How can you say to me, “Flee to a mountain like a bird. 11:2  For look, the wicked are bending their bow,
	    They load their arrow upon the string
	    to shoot in the darkness the upright of heart.
11:3  If the foundations are destroyed, 
	    what can the righteous do?”
11:4  The LORD is in his holy temple;
	    the LORD’s throne is in heaven;
	    his eyes observe, his pupils test 
	    the sons of man.
11:5  The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked, 
	    and he who loves violence, his living being hates.
11:6  Upon the wicked, he will rain snares;
	    Fire and brimstone and burning wind will be the 	    portion of their cup.
11:7  For the LORD is righteous, He loves righteousness; 
	    The upright will see his face.