Psaume 11 (Sunny Isles Beach edit)

Psaume 11 (Sunny Isles Beach edit)

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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.

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