Psalms 11

1 For the end, a Psalm of David. In the Lord I have put my trust: how will ye say to my soul, Flee to the mountains as a sparrow?

לַמְנַצֵּחַ לְדָוִד בַּֽיהֹוָה ׀ חָסִיתִי אֵיךְ תֹּאמְרוּ לְנַפְשִׁי (נודו) [נוּדִי] הַרְכֶם צִפּֽוֹר׃

2 For behold the sinners have bent their [bow], they have prepared their arrows for the quiver, to shoot For privily at the upright in heart.

כִּי הִנֵּה הָרְשָׁעִים יִדְרְכוּן קֶשֶׁת כּוֹנְנוּ חִצָּם עַל־יֶתֶר לִירוֹת בְּמוֹ־אֹפֶל לְיִשְׁרֵי־לֵֽב׃

3 For they have pulled down what thou didst frame, but what has the righteous done?

כִּי הַשָּׁתוֹת יֵהָרֵסוּן צַדִּיק מַה־פָּעָֽל׃

4 The Lord is in his holy temple, as for the Lord, his throne is in heaven: his eyes look upon the poor, his eyelids try the sons of men.

יְהֹוָה ׀ בְּֽהֵיכַל קׇדְשׁוֹ יְהֹוָה בַּשָּׁמַיִם כִּסְאוֹ עֵינָיו יֶחֱזוּ עַפְעַפָּיו יִבְחֲנוּ בְּנֵי אָדָֽם׃

5 The Lord tries the righteous and the ungodly: and he that loves unrighteousness hates his own soul.

יְהֹוָה צַדִּיק יִבְחָן וְרָשָׁע וְאֹהֵב חָמָס שָֽׂנְאָה נַפְשֽׁוֹ׃

6 He shall rain upon sinners snares, fire, and brimstone, and a stormy blast [shall be] the portion of their cup.

יַמְטֵר עַל־רְשָׁעִים פַּחִים אֵשׁ וְגׇפְרִית וְרוּחַ זִלְעָפוֹת מְנָת כּוֹסָֽם׃

7 For the Lord [is] righteous, and loves righteousness; his face beholds uprightness.

כִּֽי־צַדִּיק יְהֹוָה צְדָקוֹת אָהֵב יָשָׁר יֶחֱזוּ פָנֵֽימוֹ׃