Psalms 11

1 To the Overseer. — By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, 'They moved [to] Thy mountain for the bird?

To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. In the Lord put I my trust: howe say yee then to my soule, Flee to your mountaine as a birde?

2 For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

For loe, the wicked bende their bowe, and make readie their arrowes vpon the string, that they may secretly shoote at them, which are vpright in heart.

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

For the foundations are cast downe: what hath the righteous done?

4 'Jehovah [is] in his holy temple: Jehovah — in the heavens [is] His throne. His eyes see — His eyelids try the sons of men.

The Lord is in his holy palace: the Lordes throne is in the heauen: his eyes wil consider: his eye lids will try the children of men.

5 Jehovah the righteous doth try. And the wicked and the lover of violence, Hath His soul hated,

The Lord will try the righteous: but the wicked and him that loueth iniquitie, doeth his soule hate.

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

Vpon the wicked he shall raine snares, fire, and brimstone, and stormie tempest: this is the porcion of their cup.

7 For righteous [is] Jehovah, Righteousness He hath loved, The upright doth His countenance see!'

For the righteous Lord loueth righteousnes: his countenance doeth beholde the iust.