Psalms 11

1 For the choirmaster. Of David. In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like a bird to your mountain!

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

2 For behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

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.

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

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

4 The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD is on His heavenly throne. His eyes are watching closely; they examine the sons of men.

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

5 The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked; His soul hates the lover of violence.

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

6 On the wicked He will rain down fiery coals and sulfur; a scorching wind will be their portion.

6 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 righteous; He loves justice. The upright will see His face.

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