Psalm 11:1–12:8

^1aIn the Lord put I my trust:

^bHow say ye to my soul,

Flee as a bird to your mountain?

²For, lo, ^cthe wicked bend their bow,

^dThey make ready their arrow upon the string,

That they may ^†privily shoot at ^ethe upright in heart.

³If ^fthe foundations be destroyed,

What ^gcan the righteous do?

^4hThe Lord is in ⁱhis holy temple,

^kThe Lord’s throne is in heaven:

^lHis eyes behold,

His eyelids try, the children of men.

⁵The Lord ^mtrieth the righteous:

But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

⁶Upon the wicked he shall rain ^||snares, fire and ⁿbrimstone,

And ^||an ^ohorrible tempest: this shall be ^pthe portion of their cup.

⁷For the righteous Lord ^qloveth righteousness;

^rHis countenance doth behold the upright.

Psalm 12

To the chief Musician ^||*upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.

^1||Help, Lord; for ^athe godly man ceaseth;

For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

²They ^aaspeak vanity every one with his neighbour:

With ^bflattering lips and with ^†a double heart do they speak.

³The Lord shall cut off all ^bflattering lips,

And the tongue that speaketh ^†proud things:

⁴Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail;

Our lips ^†are our own: who is lord over us?

^5cFor the oppression of ^dthe poor, for the sighing of the needy,

^eNow will I arise, saith the Lord;

I will set him in safety from him that ^||fpuffeth at him.

^6gThe words of the Lord are pure words:

As silver ^gtried in a furnace of earth, ^hpurified ⁱseven times.

⁷Thou shalt keep them, O Lord,

Thou shalt preserve ^†them from this generation for ever.

⁸The wicked walk on every side,

When ^†the vilest men are exalted.