Psalmorum 11

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

For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. In Jehovah do I take refuge: 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 the bow, They make ready their arrow upon the string, That they may shoot in darkness 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.

Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his 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.

Jehovah 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 will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

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

For Jehovah is righteous; he loveth righteousness: The upright shall behold his face.