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Psalm 11:1–5

Psalm 11:1–53 matched frames1 pivot

Read down to the center, where the pattern turns; then rise back out through its mirror.

A 11:1 In Yahweh put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
- B 11:2 For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.
  - C 11:3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
    - D 11:4 Yahweh is in his holy temple, Yahweh's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
  - C' 11:5 Yahweh trieth the righteous:
- B' 11:5 but the wicked and him that loveth violence
A' 11:5 his soul hateth.

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