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?

For the leader. Of David. In the Lord I take refuge. How can you tell me to flee like a bird to the mountains?

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.

“See! The wicked are bending the bow, their arrow is set on the string, to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

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

In this tearing down of foundations what good can a good person do?”

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 in his holy temple, the Lord in heaven, enthroned. His eyes watch the world, they see everyone.

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

The Lord examines the righteous and wicked, and the lover of violence he hates.

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

On the wicked he rains coals of fire and brimstone, and their drink will be scorching wind.

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

For the Lord is just, and justice he loves; so the upright will see his face.