Psalms 11

1 In Jehovah I take refuge. How will ye say to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain.

TO THE OVERSEER. BY DAVID. In YHWH I trusted, how do you say to my soul, “They moved to your mountain [as] the bird?”

2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow. They make ready their arrow upon the string that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

For behold, the wicked bend a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can a righteous man do?

When the foundations are destroyed, The righteous—what has he done?

4 Jehovah is in his holy temple. Jehovah's throne is in heaven. His eyes, behold, his eyelids try, the sons of men.

YHWH [is] in His holy temple: YHWH—His throne [is] in the heavens. His eyes see—His eyelids try the sons of men.

5 Jehovah tries the righteous man, but his soul hates the wicked man and him who loves violence.

YHWH tries the righteous. And the wicked and the lover of violence, His soul has hated,

6 He will rain snares upon sinners. Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

He pours on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind [is] the portion of their cup.

7 For Jehovah is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright man shall behold his face.

For YHWH [is] righteous, He has loved righteousness, His countenance sees the upright!