Psalms 11

1 For the leader. Of David. In the Lord I take refuge. How can you tell me to flee like a bird to the mountains?

[For the Chief Musician. By David.] In Jehovah, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your mountain."

2 ‘See! The wicked are bending the bow, their arrow is set on the string, to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

For, look, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

3 In this tearing down of foundations what good can a good person do?’

If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?

4 The Lord in his holy temple, the Lord in heaven, enthroned. His eyes watch the world, they see everyone.

Jehovah is in his holy temple. Jehovah is on his throne in heaven. His eyes look upon the poor. His eyes examine the descendants of Adam.

5 The Lord examines the righteous and wicked, and the lover of violence he hates.

Jehovah examines the righteous, but the wicked and the one who loves violence his soul hates.

6 On the wicked he rains coals of fire and brimstone, and their drink will be scorching wind.

On the wicked he will rain blazing coals; fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

7 For the Lord is just, and justice he loves; so the upright will see his face.

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