Psalm 11

Psa 11:1 To the chief musician. A Psalm of David. I sought refuge in Jehovah; how can you say to my soul, Flee like a bird to your hill.
Psa 11:2 For behold! The wicked will tread the bow; they fixed their arrow on the string, in order to shoot with it at the upright of heart in the dark.
Psa 11:3 When the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?
Psa 11:4 Jehovah is in His holy temple; Jehovah, His throne is in the heavens; His eyes see; His eyelids will examine the sons of man.
Psa 11:5 Jehovah tries the righteous, but His soul hates the wicked and the one loving violence.
Psa 11:6 He shall rain snares on the wicked; fire and brimstone and a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
Psa 11:7 For Jehovah is righteous; He loves righteous deeds; the upright look upon His face.

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• When Decays of Grace Prevail - 2011
• One with Christ and the Fellowship of Righteousness - 2011
• How Should We Approach Worship Today? - 2011
• A Richer Understanding of Jesus Christ - 2011
• Preaching Practical Holiness - 2011
• THE SIX MIRACLES OF CALVARY - NICHOLSON - 2010
• Consubstantiality - 2009
• Jonathan Edwards – Famous Sermons - 2009
• Genesis 1:4 - 2008
• 1 Peter 5:7 - 2008
• PARTAKERS OF HIS SUFFERINGS - 2008
• Psalm 145 - 2006
• Psalm 146 - 2006
• Psalm 147 - 2006