Psalms 11

1 For the Chief Musician. By David. In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?

TO THE OVERSEER. BY DAVID. In YHWH I trusted, how do you say to my soul, “They moved to your mountain [as] the bird?”

2 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.

For behold, the wicked bend a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

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

When the foundations are destroyed, The righteous—what has he done?

4 Yahweh is in his holy temple. Yahweh is on his throne in heaven. His eyes observe. His eyes examine the children of men.

YHWH [is] in His holy temple: YHWH—His throne [is] in the heavens. His eyes see—His eyelids try the sons of men.

5 Yahweh examines the righteous, but his soul hates the wicked and him who loves violence.

YHWH tries the righteous. And the wicked and the lover of violence, His soul has hated,

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

He pours on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind [is] the portion of their cup.

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

For YHWH [is] righteous, He has loved righteousness, His countenance sees the upright!