Psalms, 11

1. [For the choirmaster Of David] In Yahweh I have found refuge. How can you say to me, 'Bird, flee to your mountain?

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

2. 'For look, the wicked are drawing their bows, fitting their arrows to the string to shoot honest men from the shadows.

2. For, lo, the wicked bend [their] bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

3. If the foundations fall to ruin, what can the upright do?'

3. If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

4. Yahweh in his holy temple! Yahweh, his throne is in heaven; his eyes watch over the world, his gaze scrutinises the children of Adam.

4. The LORD [is] in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne [is] in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5. Yahweh examines the upright and the wicked, the lover of violence he detests.

5. The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6. He will rain down red-hot coals, fire and sulphur on the wicked, a scorching wind will be their lot.

6. Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the portion of their cup.

7. For Yahweh is upright and loves uprightness, the honest will ever see his face.

7. For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.