Psalms 11

1 Unto the end. A Psalm of David. I trust in the Lord. How can you say to my soul, “Sojourn to the mountain, like a sparrow.”

To the Overseer. — By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, 'They moved [to] Thy mountain for the bird?

2 For behold, the sinners have bent their bow. They have prepared their arrows in the quiver, so as to shoot arrows in the dark at the upright of heart.

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

3 For they have destroyed the things that you have completed. But what has the just one done?

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

4 The Lord is in his holy temple. The Lord’s throne is in heaven. His eyes look upon the poor. His eyelids question the sons of men.

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

5 The Lord questions the just and the impious. Yet he who loves iniquity, hates his own soul.

Jehovah the righteous doth try. And the wicked and the lover of violence, Hath His soul hated,

6 He will rain down snares upon sinners. Fire and brimstone and windstorms will be the portion of their cup.

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

7 For the Lord is just, and he has chosen justice. His countenance has beheld equity.

For righteous [is] Jehovah, Righteousness He hath loved, The upright doth His countenance see!'