Psalm 11

Evangel/Seraph

The Lord is my security.
So how then can you say:
'Up to your mountain, birdlike, flee,
For look now at the way
The vile bend bows, shoot secretly,
The upright to waylay.
When men destroy foundations true,
What can the righteous do?'

The Lord is in his holy place;
The Lord's on his high throne.
His eyes behold the human race;
Examining his own.
The Lord the righteous tests and weighs,
But those devoid of grace,
Who violence love and sin extol,
He hates with all his soul.

Upon the wicked he will rain
Hot coals and sulphur spew;
He’ll blast with scorching hurricane,
Yes, this will be their due.
For righteous will the Lord remain,
He justice loves, it's true;
They'll see his face will upright men.
Amen. It's true. Amen.