Psalms of David 11
11
PSALM XI.
C .M.
1SINCE I have plac’d my trust in God,
A refuge always nigh,
Why should I, like a tim’rous bird,
To distant mountains fly?
2Behold, the wicked bend their bow,
And ready fix their dart;
Lurking in ambush to destroy
The man of upright heart.
3When once the firm assurance fails
Which publick faith imparts,
’Tis time for innocence to fly
From such deceitful arts.
4The Lord hath both a temple here,
And righteous throne above;
Whence he surveys the sons of men,
And how their counsels move.
5If God the righteous, whom he loves,
For trial does correct;
What must the sons of violence,
Whom he abhors, expect?
6Snares, fire, and brimstone on their heads
Shall in one tempest show’r;
This dreadful mixture his revenge
Into their cup shall pour.
7The righteous Lord will righteous deeds
With signal favour grace;
And to the upright man disclose
The brightness of his face.
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Psalms of David 11: MP1696
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First published 1696, improved 1698.