The Lord is my refuge, my rock and my shield,
In Him I trust, my soul will be stilled.
He's in His holy temple, high above the earth,
His eyes keep watch, of all that has worth.
The wicked plot against the righteous, with hate,
But the Lord is steadfast, it's too late.
He will repay them, for their evil ways,
And bring them down, in just blaze.
The Lord is just, He loves what is right,
His face shines upon, the innocent in sight.
He is the stronghold, of all who do good,
And protects them, as they should.
Who can compare, to the Lord Most High,
In His presence, all fears will die.
His truth endures, through all generations,
And His faithful love, never changes.
Psalm 11
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