The Lord, a Refuge and Defense.

For the music director. A Psalm of David.

11 In the Lord I (A)take refuge;
How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your (B)mountain?

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Psalm 11

For the director of music. Of David.

In the Lord I take refuge.(A)
    How then can you say to me:
    “Flee(B) like a bird to your mountain.(C)

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Then, like (A)fluttering birds or scattered nestlings,
The daughters of (B)Moab will be at the crossing places of the (C)Arnon.

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Like fluttering birds
    pushed from the nest,(A)
so are the women of Moab(B)
    at the fords(C) of the Arnon.(D)

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28 Leave the cities and live among the (A)rocky cliffs,
You inhabitants of Moab,
And be like a (B)dove that nests
Beyond the mouth of the chasm.

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28 Abandon your towns and dwell among the rocks,
    you who live in Moab.
Be like a dove(A) that makes its nest
    at the mouth of a cave.(B)

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