Psalms 11

1 For the music director: A psalm of David. Lord, you are my protection. So how can you tell me, “Fly away to the mountains like a bird”?

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?

2 Look, the wicked are drawing their bows, loading them with arrows ready to shoot from the shadows at good people.

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.

3 When the foundations of society are destroyed, what can those who live right do?

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

4 The Lord is in his Temple; the Lord's throne is in heaven. He keeps a close eye on everyone, watching them carefully.

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.

5 The Lord examines both those who do right and those who do evil, but he hates those who love violence.

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

6 He will make blazing coals and sulfur rain down on the wicked; a scorching wind is what's coming on them.

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

7 The Lord does what is right, and he loves those who live right. Those who do good will see him face to face.

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