Testing Times

Tune: Engelberg

('All praise to thee, for thou, O King divine')

Psalm 11


In the LORD put I my trust, how say you

To my soul, Flee as a bird to mount, do?

For the wicked bend their bows for arrows

And evil their mind knows


They ready to shoot at upright in heart

To trouble them, persecute from the start

If the foundations be destroyed, what can

The righteous do, each man?


The LORD is in His holy temple, see

The LORD's throne is in heaven, so it be

His eyes behold, His eyelids test men here

They all to Him appear


The LORD tests the righteous but the wicked

And the violent the LORD, He hates instead

Upon them He shall rain snares, fire, brimstone

Judgements from Him are known


It shall be an horrible tempest sure

Unto them, this their portion, turmoils sore

The righteous LORD He loves true righteousness

The upright He shall bless



  • Neville

    that first verse is a killer Steven ... and yes .. these are testing times indeed .. let's hope when the time comes .. because it surely will .. we each test negative .... N 🙂

    • orchidee

      Thanks N.

    • Jerry Reynolds

      Good writing, Orchi.

      • orchidee

        Thanks Jerry.

      • FredPeyer

        Oh man, orchie, thanks for the warning! Now I better bring an umbrella to protect me from all the snares, fire, and brimstone raining down on me every time I go out!

        • orchidee

          Thanks Fred. Oops! Well, a cheery poem there. I ain't seen no brimstone lately.

        • MendedFences27

          Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition! I'll need it to defend myself against what appears to be the apocalypse. - Phil A.

          • orchidee

            Thanks M.

          • Goldfinch60

            Good one Orchi.

            • orchidee

              Thanks Gold.

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