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?”

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”?

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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