Psalmi 11

1 Svoje trdno upanje polagam v Gospoda. Kako pravite moji duši: »Béži kakor ptica k svoji gori?«

To the chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. In Jehovah have I put my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?

2 Kajti glej, zlobni upogibajo svoj lok, svojo puščico pripravljajo na tetivo, da bi lahko na skrivaj streljali na iskrenega v srcu.

For behold, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may in darkness shoot at the upright in heart.

3 Če so temelji razrušeni, kaj lahko stori pravični?

If the foundations be destroyed, what shall the righteous do?

4 Gospod je v svojem svetem templju, Gospodov prestol je na nebu. Njegove oči gledajo, njegove veke preizkušajo človeške otroke.

Jehovah [is] in the temple of his holiness; Jehovah, — his throne is in the heavens: his eyes behold, his eyelids try the children of men.

5 Gospod preizkuša pravičnega. Toda zlobnega in tistega, ki ljubi nasilje, sovraži njegova duša.

Jehovah trieth the righteous one; but the wicked, and him that loveth violence, his soul hateth.

6 Na zlobne bo deževal pasti, ogenj, žveplo in strašen vihar. To bo delež njihove skodelice.

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone; and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

7 Kajti pravičen Gospod ljubi pravičnost, njegovo obličje gleda iskrenega.

For righteous is Jehovah; he loveth righteousness, his countenance doth behold the upright.