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 Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye 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, lo, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may shoot in darkness 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, his 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 trieth 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.

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares; fire and brimstone and 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 behold his face.