Psalms 11

1 For the end, a Psalm of David. In the Lord I have put my trust: how will you say to my soul, Flee to the mountains as a sparrow?

En Jehová he confiado, ¿cómo decís a mi alma: Muévete a vuestro monte, como ave?

2 For behold the sinners have bent their [bow], they have prepared their arrows for the quiver, to shoot For privily at the upright in heart.

Porque, he aquí, los malos flecharon el arco: apercibieron sus saetas sobre la cuerda para asaetear en oculto a los rectos de corazón.

3 For they have pulled down what you did frame, but what has the righteous done?

Porque los fundamentos serán derribados: ¿el justo qué ha hecho?

4 The Lord is in his holy temple, as for the Lord, his throne is in heaven: his eyes look upon the poor, his eyelids try the sons of men.

Jehová en el templo de su santidad: Jehová en el cielo su trono: sus ojos ven, sus párpados prueban a los hijos de los hombres.

5 The Lord tries the righteous and the ungodly: and he that loves unrighteousness hates his own soul.

Jehová prueba al justo, y al malo, y al que ama la rapiña aborrece su alma.

6 He shall rain upon sinners snares, fire, and brimstone, and a stormy blast [shall be] the portion of their cup.

Lloverá sobre los malos lazos, fuego y azufre; y viento de torbellinos será la parte de su vaso.

7 For the Lord [is] righteous, and loves righteousness; his face beholds uprightness.

Porque el justo Jehová amó las justicias: al recto mirará su rostro.