Psalms 11 (kjv)

To the chief Musician^H5329, A Psalm of David^H1732. In the LORD^H3068 put I my trust^H2620: how say^H559 ye to my soul^H5315, Flee^H5110 as a bird^H6833 to your mountain^H2022?²For, lo, the wicked^H7563 bend^H1869 their bow^H7198, they make ready^H3559 their arrow^H2671 upon the string^H3499, that they may privily^{H652 H1119} shoot^H3384 at the upright^H3477 in heart^H3820.³If the foundations^H8356 be destroyed^H2040, what can the righteous^H6662 do^H6466?

⁴The LORD^H3068 is in his holy^H6944 temple^H1964, the LORD'S^H3068 throne^H3678 is in heaven^H8064: his eyes^H5869 behold^H2372, his eyelids^H6079 try^H974, the children^H1121 of men^H120.⁵The LORD^H3068 trieth^H974 the righteous^H6662: but the wicked^H7563 and him that loveth^H157 violence^H2555 his soul^H5315 hateth^H8130.⁶Upon the wicked^H7563 he shall rain^H4305 snares^H6341, fire^H784 and brimstone^H1614, and an horrible^H2152 tempest^H7307: this shall be the portion^H4521 of their cup^H3563.⁷For the righteous^H6662 LORD^H3068 loveth^H157 righteousness^H6666; his countenance^H6440 doth behold^H2372 the upright^H3477.