Poor Bishop Hooper
Psalm 11
[Verse 1]
How can You say, "Flee like a bird to Your mountain"?
For behold, the wicked bend the bow and fit the arrow
[Verse 2]
They shoot aimless in the dark at the upright heart
They shoot aimless in the dark at the upright heart
They shoot aimless in the dark at the upright heart
[Pre-Chorus]
But if the foundations
Are allowed to be destroyed by You
What can the righteous do?
[Chorus]
But the Lord is in His holy temple
And His throne sits firm in heavens heights
And His eyelids test the child of man
But His soul hates thе wicked and their lies
Thе Lord is in His holy temple
And His throne sits firm in heavens heights
And His eyelids test the child of man
But His soul hates the wicked and their lies
Oh, the Lord is in His holy temple
And His throne sits firm in heavens heights
And His eyelids test the child of man
But His soul hates the wicked and their lies
The Lord is in His holy temple (The Lord loves the righteous and his deeds)
And His throne sits firm in heavens heights (The upright shall see His face)
And His eyelids test the child of man (His face)
But His soul hates the wicked and their lies
The Lord is in His holy temple (The Lord loves the righteous and his deeds)
And His throne sits firm in heavens heights (The upright shall see His face)
And His eyelids test the child of man (His face)
But His soul hates the wicked and their lies
The Lord is in His holy temple (The Lord loves the righteous and his deeds)
And His throne sits firm in heavens heights (The upright shall see His face)
And His eyelids test the child of man (His face)
But His soul hates the wicked and their lies