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Psalm 11:1-3

Psalm 11:1-3 KJV

In the LORD put I my trust: How say ye to my soul, flee as a bird to your mountain? 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. If the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do?

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پلانی خوێندنەوەی بێبەرامبەر و بابەتی پەرستشی پەیوەست بە Psalm 11:1-3