Psalmorum 11

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

For the choirmaster. Of David. In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like 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 arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

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

If the foundations are 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 is on His heavenly throne. His eyes are watching closely; they examine the sons of men.

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

The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked; His soul hates the lover of violence.

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

On the wicked He will rain down fiery coals and sulfur; a scorching wind will be their portion.

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

For the LORD is righteous; He loves justice. The upright will see His face.