Psalmorum 11

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

For the music director: A psalm of David. Lord, you are my protection. So how can you tell me, “Fly away to the mountains like a bird”?

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

Look, the wicked are drawing their bows, loading them with arrows ready to shoot from the shadows at good people.

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

When the foundations of society are destroyed, what can those who live right 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 Temple; the Lord's throne is in heaven. He keeps a close eye on everyone, watching them carefully.

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

The Lord examines both those who do right and those who do evil, but he hates those who love violence.

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

He will make blazing coals and sulfur rain down on the wicked; a scorching wind is what's coming on them.

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

The Lord does what is right, and he loves those who live right. Those who do good will see him face to face.