Psalmorum 11

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

TO THE OVERSEER. BY DAVID. In YHWH I trusted, how do you say to my soul, “They moved to your mountain [as] the bird?”

2 Quoniam ecce peccatores intenderunt arcum, paraverunt sagittas suas in pharetra, ut sagittent in obscuro rectos corde.

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

3 Quoniam quæ perfecisti, destruxerunt: iustus autem quid fecit?

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

4 Dominus in templo sancto suo, Dominus in cælo sedes eius: Oculi eius in pauperem respiciunt: palpebræ eius interrogant filios hominum.

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

5 Dominus interrogat iustum et impium: qui autem diligit iniquitatem, odit animam suam.

YHWH tries the righteous. And the wicked and the lover of violence, His soul has hated,

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

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

7 Quoniam iustus Dominus et iustitias dilexit: æquitatem vidit vultus eius.

For YHWH [is] righteous, He has loved righteousness, His countenance sees the upright!