Psalms 11

1 For the chief music-maker. Of David. In the Lord put I my faith; how will you say to my soul, Go in flight like a bird to the mountain?

in finem psalmus David in Domino confido quomodo dicitis animae meae transmigra in montes sicut passer

2 See, the bows of the evil-doers are bent, they make ready their arrows on the cord, so that they may send them secretly against the upright in heart.

quoniam ecce peccatores intenderunt arcum paraverunt sagittas suas in faretra ut sagittent in obscuro rectos corde

3 If the bases are broken down, what is the upright man to do?

quoniam quae perfecisti destruxerunt iustus autem quid fecit

4 The Lord is in his holy Temple, the Lord's seat is in heaven; his eyes are watching and testing the children of men.

Dominus in templo sancto suo Dominus in caelo sedis eius oculi eius in pauperem respiciunt palpebrae eius interrogant filios hominum

5 The Lord puts the upright and the sinner to the test, but he has hate in his soul for the lover of violent acts.

Dominus interrogat iustum et impium qui autem diligit iniquitatem odit animam suam

6 On the evil-doer he will send down fire and flames, and a burning wind; with these will their cup be full.

pluet super peccatores laqueos ignis et sulphur et spiritus procellarum pars calicis eorum

7 For the Lord is upright; he is a lover of righteousness: the upright will see his face.

quoniam iustus Dominus et iustitias dilexit aequitatem vidit vultus eius