Psalms 11:1-3

KJ2000(i) 1 [To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.] In the LORD put I my trust: how say you to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain? 2 For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may secretly shoot at the upright in heart. 3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?