Psalms 11

1 For the Leader. A Psalm of David. In the LORD have I taken refuge; how say ye to my soul: 'Flee thou! to your mountain, ye birds'?

١ لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. لِدَاوُدَ عَلَى ٱلرَّبِّ تَوَكَّلْتُ. كَيْفَ تَقُولُونَ لِنَفْسِي: «ٱهْرُبُوا إِلَى جِبَالِكُمْ كَعُصْفُورٍ؟

2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, they have made ready their arrow upon the string, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

٢ لِأَنَّهُ هُوَذَا ٱلْأَشْرَارُ يَمُدُّونَ ٱلْقَوْسَ. فَوَّقُوا ٱلسَّهْمَ فِي ٱلْوَتَرِ لِيَرْمُوا فِي ٱلدُّجَى مُسْتَقِيمِي ٱلْقُلُوبِ.

3 When the foundations are destroyed, what hath the righteous wrought?

٣ إِذَا ٱنْقَلَبَتِ ٱلْأَعْمِدَةُ، فَٱلصِّدِّيقُ مَاذَا يَفْعَلُ؟»

4 The LORD is in His holy temple, the LORD, His throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, His eyelids try, the children of men.

٤ اَلرَّبُّ فِي هَيْكَلِ قُدْسِهِ. ٱلرَّبُّ فِي ٱلسَّمَاءِ كُرْسِيُّهُ. عَيْنَاهُ تَنْظُرَانِ. أَجْفَانُهُ تَمْتَحِنُ بَنِي آدَمَ.

5 The LORD trieth the righteous; but the wicked and him that loveth violence His soul hateth.

٥ ٱلرَّبُّ يَمْتَحِنُ ٱلْصِّدِّيقَ، أَمَّا ٱلشِّرِّيرُ وَمُحِبُّ ٱلظُّلْمِ فَتُبْغِضُهُ نَفْسُهُ.

6 Upon the wicked He will cause to rain coals; fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

٦ يُمْطِرُ عَلَى ٱلْأَشْرَارِ فِخَاخًا، نَارًا وَكِبْرِيتًا، وَرِيحَ ٱلسَّمُومِ نَصِيبَ كَأْسِهِمْ.

7 For the LORD is righteous, He loveth righteousness; the upright shall behold His face.

٧ لِأَنَّ ٱلرَّبَّ عَادِلٌ وَيُحِبُّ ٱلْعَدْلَ. ٱلْمُسْتَقِيمُ يُبْصِرُ وَجْهَهُ.