Psalms 11

1 “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?

For the chief music-maker. Of David. In the Lord put I my faith; how will you say to my soul, Go in flight like a bird to the mountain?

2 For, lo! the wicked bend their bow; They make ready their arrows on the string, To shoot in secret at the upright in heart.

See, the bows of the evil-doers are bent, they make ready their arrows on the cord, so that they may send them secretly against the upright in heart.

3 If the pillars be broken down, What can the righteous do?”

If the bases are broken down, what is the upright man to do?

4 The LORD is in his holy palace; The LORD'S throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids prove the children of men.

The Lord is in his holy Temple, the Lord's seat is in heaven; his eyes are watching and testing the children of men.

5 The LORD trieth the righteous; But the wicked, and the lover of violence, his soul hateth.

The Lord puts the upright and the sinner to the test, but he has hate in his soul for the lover of violent acts.

6 Upon the wicked he will rain lightning; Fire and brimstone and a burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

On the evil-doer he will send down fire and flames, and a burning wind; with these will their cup be full.

7 For the LORD is righteous; he loveth righteousness; The upright shall see his face.

For the Lord is upright; he is a lover of righteousness: the upright will see his face.