The 11th Psalm
| 1. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain? | 1. Death's torment in pursuit of you today? Worry not; assume humility; be loyal. |
| 2. 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. | 2. Abhorrent, yucky hit-men prepare to seek thy life? Why worry about that when God hath gotten irritated at the horrid, impish evil. |
| 3. If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do? | 3. Need faith? The good are not found without thy creed's basis. |
| 4. The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. | 4. Oh, the holy shepherd sees an inherently evil, hellish, dire sin, foolishly committed by thee, the sordid sinner. |
| 5. The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. | 5. Heaven's strict method: though it would house the nice, it abhorreth the devil that killeth. |
| 6. Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup. | 6. He shall send a loath punishment, hot pain upon bad hearts; the recipient can drink embers below for his terrorist life. |
| 7. For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright. | 7. Lo, God is noble; he cherisheth the truthful, sharing heros; his devout go not unprotected. |