Psalmorum 11

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

For the Chief Musician. By David. In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say 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, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

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

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

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

Yahweh is in his holy temple. Yahweh is on his throne in heaven. His eyes observe. His eyes examine the children of men.

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

Yahweh examines the righteous, but his soul hates the wicked and him who loves violence.

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

On the wicked he will rain blazing coals; fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

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

For Yahweh is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright shall see his face.