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 the LORD, 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; 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 throne in heaven. His eyes observe. His eyes examine the children of men.

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

The LORD 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 justus Dominus, et justitias dilexit: æquitatem vidit vultus ejus.

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