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 the chief musician, by David.” In the Lord have I put my trust: how can ye say to my soul, Flee to your mountain as 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.

For lo, the wicked bend their bow, they arrange their arrow upon the string, to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart.

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

For [if] the foundations be torn down, 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 hath his throne in the heavens, his eyes behold, his eyelids prove, the children of men.

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

The Lord proveth the righteous; but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

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

He letteth rain upon the wicked burning coals, fire and brimstone; and a glowing wind is the portion of their cup.

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

For righteous is the Lord, he loveth righteousness: his countenance doth behold the upright.