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”?

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

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

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

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

quoniam quae perfecisti destruxerunt iustus autem quid fecit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

quoniam iustus Dominus et iustitias dilexit aequitatem vidit vultus eius