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'?

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, 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.

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

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

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.

'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 trieth the righteous; but the wicked and him that loveth violence His soul hateth.

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

6 Upon the wicked He will cause to rain coals; fire and brimstone and burning wind shall 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 righteous, He loveth righteousness; the upright shall behold His face.

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