Psalm 11
1 In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
1 In the | Lord put • I my | trust; ||
how say ye then to my soul, that she should | flee • as a | bird un•to the | hill? ||
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.
2 For lo, the ungodly bend their bow, and make ready their | arrows with•in the | quiver, ||
that they may privily shoot at | 3 them which are | true of | heart. ||
3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
3 If the foun- | dations • be de- | stroyed, ||
3 what | can the | righteous | do? ||
4 The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
4 The Lord is in his holy temple; * the Lord's | seat • is in | heaven. ||
5 His eyes consider the poor, and his | eyelids • try the | 3 children of | men. ||
5 The Lord trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.
6 The Lord ap- | 3 proveth the | righteous: ||
but the ungodly, and him that delighteth in | wickedness, • doth his | soul ab- | hor. ||
7 For the righteous Lord loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.
7 Upon the ungodly he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, | storm and | tempest: ||
this shall | be their | 3 portion to | drink. ||
8 For the righteous Lord | loveth | righteous•ness; ||
his countenance will be- | hold the | thing • that is | just. ||
About the Pointing
The text of the Coverdale Psalter follows the 1928 American Book of Common Prayer. The pointing, suitably adapted, is taken from Charles Macpherson, Edward C. Bairstow, and Percy C. Buck, The English Psalter (Novello & Co., 1925).