Psalms 11

Psalms 11:1. To the Overseer. --By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, `They moved [to] Thy mountain for the bird?

Psalms 11:2 For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

Psalms 11:3 When the foundations are destroyed, The righteous--what hath he done?

Psalms 11:4. `Jehovah [is] in his holy temple: Jehovah--in the heavens [is] His throne. His eyes see--His eyelids try the sons of men.

Psalms 11:5 Jehovah the righteous doth try. And the wicked and the lover of violence, Hath His soul hated,

Psalms 11:6 He poureth on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind [is] the portion of their cup.

Psalms 11:7 For righteous [is] Jehovah, Righteousness He hath loved, The upright doth His countenance see!'