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?”

To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. In the Lord put I my trust: howe say yee then to my soule, Flee to your mountaine as a birde?

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 loe, the wicked bende their bowe, and make readie their arrowes vpon the string, that they may secretly shoote at them, which are vpright in heart.

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

For the foundations are cast downe: what hath the righteous 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 palace: the Lordes throne is in the heauen: his eyes wil consider: his eye lids will try the children of men.

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

The Lord will try the righteous: but the wicked and him that loueth iniquitie, doeth his soule hate.

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

Vpon the wicked he shall raine snares, fire, and brimstone, and stormie tempest: this is the porcion of their cup.

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

For the righteous Lord loueth righteousnes: his countenance doeth beholde the iust.