Psalms 11

1 TO THE OVERSEER. BY DAVID. In YHWH I trusted, how do you say to my soul, “They moved to your mountain [as] the bird?”

Unto the end. A psalm for David. In the Lord I put my trust: how then do you say to my soul: Get thee away from hence to the mountain like a sparrow?

2 For behold, the wicked bend a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

For, lo, the wicked have bent their bow; they have prepared their arrows in the quiver; to shoot in the dark the upright of heart.

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

For they have destroyed the things which thou hast made: but what has the just man done?

4 YHWH [is] in His holy temple: YHWH—His throne [is] in the heavens. His eyes see—His eyelids try the sons of men.

The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord’s throne is in heaven. His eyes look on the poor man: his eyelids examine the sons of men.

5 YHWH tries the righteous. And the wicked and the lover of violence, His soul has hated,

The Lord trieth the just and the wicked: but he that loveth iniquity hateth his own soul.

6 He pours on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind [is] the portion of their cup.

He shall rain snares upon sinners: fire and brimstone and storms of winds shall be the portion of their cup.

7 For YHWH [is] righteous, He has loved righteousness, His countenance sees the upright!

For the Lord is just, and hath loved justice: his countenance hath beheld righteousness.