Psalmorum 11

1 In finem, Psalmus David. In Domino confido: quomodo dicitis animæ meæ: Transmigra in montem sicut passer?

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

2 Quoniam ecce peccatores intenderunt arcum, paraverunt sagittas suas in pharetra, ut sagittent in obscuro rectos corde.

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

3 Quoniam quæ perfecisti, destruxerunt: iustus autem quid fecit?

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

4 Dominus in templo sancto suo, Dominus in cælo sedes eius: Oculi eius in pauperem respiciunt: palpebræ eius interrogant filios hominum.

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

5 Dominus interrogat iustum et impium: qui autem diligit iniquitatem, odit animam suam.

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

6 Pluet super peccatores laqueos: ignis, et sulphur, et spiritus procellarum pars calicis eorum.

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

7 Quoniam iustus Dominus et iustitias dilexit: æquitatem vidit vultus eius.

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