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 leader of the music. A psalm of David.” In the LORD do I put my trust. Why say ye to me, “Flee, like 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, lo! the wicked bend their bow; They make ready their arrows on the string, To shoot in secret at the upright in heart.

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

If the pillars be broken 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 palace; The LORD'S throne is in heaven; 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 trieth the righteous; But the wicked, and the lover of violence, his soul hateth.

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

Upon the wicked he will rain lightning; Fire and brimstone and a burning wind 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 righteous; he loveth righteousness; The upright shall see his face.