Psalm 11 (Tate & Brady)

1 Since I have placed my trust in God,

a refuge always nigh,

Why should I, like a tim'rous bird,

to distant mountains fly ?

2 Behold, the wicked bend their bow,

and ready fix their dart;

Lurking in ambush to destroy

the man of uptight heart.

3 When once the firm assurance fails

which public faith imparts,

'Tis time for innocence to fly

from such deceitful arts.

4 The Lord hath both a temple here,

and righteous throne above;

Whence he surveys the sons of men,

and how their counsels move.

5 If God the righteous, whom he loves,

for trial does correct;

What must the sons of violence,

whom he abhors, expect?

6 Snares, fire, and brimstone on their heads

shall in one tempest show'r;

This dreadful mixture his revenge

into their cup shall pour.

7 The righteous Lord will righteous deeds

With signal favor grace;

And to the upright man disclose

the brightness of his face.