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?”

In the LORD put I my trust: how say you to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

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, see, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow on the string, that they may privately shoot at the upright in heart.

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

If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous 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 holy temple, the LORD’s throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

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

The LORD tries the righteous: but the wicked and him that loves violence his soul hates.

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

On the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

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

For the righteous LORD loves righteousness; his countenance does behold the upright.