Psalmorum 11

1 In finem. Psalmus David. [In Domino confido; quomodo dicitis animæ meæ: Transmigra in montem sicut passer?

To 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 Quoniam ecce peccatores intenderunt arcum; paraverunt sagittas suas in pharetra, ut sagittent in obscuro rectos corde:

For, lo, the wicked bend [their] bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

3 quoniam quæ perfecisti destruxerunt; justus autem, quid fecit?

If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

4 Dominus in templo sancto suo; Dominus in cælo sedes ejus. Oculi ejus in pauperem respiciunt; palpebræ ejus interrogant filios hominum.

The LORD [is] in his holy temple, the LORD’s throne [is] in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5 Dominus interrogat justum et impium; qui autem diligit iniquitatem, odit animam suam.

The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6 Pluet super peccatores laqueos; ignis et sulphur, et spiritus procellarum, pars calicis eorum.

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the portion of their cup.

7 Quoniam justus Dominus, et justitias dilexit: æquitatem vidit vultus ejus.]

For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.