Psalms 11

1 For the choirmaster. Of David. In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like a bird to your mountain!

To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. In the Lord put I my trust: howe say yee then to my soule, Flee to your mountaine as a birde?

2 For behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

For loe, the wicked bende their bowe, and make readie their arrowes vpon the string, that they may secretly shoote at them, which are vpright in heart.

3 If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?”

For the foundations are cast downe: what hath the righteous done?

4 The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD is on His heavenly throne. His eyes are watching closely; they examine the sons of men.

The Lord is in his holy palace: the Lordes throne is in the heauen: his eyes wil consider: his eye lids will try the children of men.

5 The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked; His soul hates the lover of violence.

The Lord will try the righteous: but the wicked and him that loueth iniquitie, doeth his soule hate.

6 On the wicked He will rain down fiery coals and sulfur; a scorching wind will be their portion.

Vpon the wicked he shall raine snares, fire, and brimstone, and stormie tempest: this is the porcion of their cup.

7 For the LORD is righteous; He loves justice. The upright will see His face.

For the righteous Lord loueth righteousnes: his countenance doeth beholde the iust.