< Psalms 11 >

1 In the LORD put I my trust: how say all of you to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
U Gospoda se uzdam; zašto govorite duši mojoj: “leti u goru kao ptica;
2 For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privately shoot at the upright in heart.
Jer evo grješnici nategoše luk, zapeše strijelu svoju za tetivu, da iz mraka strijeljaju prave srcem.
3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
Kad su raskopani temelji, šta æe uèiniti pravednik?”
4 The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
Gospod je u svetom dvoru svom, prijesto je Gospodnji na nebesima; oèi njegove gledaju; vjeðe njegove ispituju sinove èovjeèije.
5 The LORD tries the righteous: but the wicked and him that loves violence his soul hates.
Gospod ispituje pravednoga; a bezbožnoga i kojemu je milo èiniti zlo nenavidi duša njegova.
6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.
Pustiæe na bezbožnike dažd od živoga ugljevlja, ognja i sumpora; i ognjeni vjetar biæe im dio iz èaše;
7 For the righteous LORD loves righteousness; his countenance does behold the upright.
Jer je Gospod pravedan, ljubi pravdu; lice æe njegovo vidjeti pravednici.

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