Psalm 11

1 In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain;

2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, They make ready their arrow upon the string, That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart;

3 If the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do?

4 Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5 Jehovah trieth the righteous; But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6 Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

7 For Jehovah is righteous; he loveth righteousness: The upright shall behold his face.

Psalms 11

Trusting the Lord

1 The Lord is my fortress!
Don't say to me,
“Escape like a bird
to the mountains!”

2 You tell me, “Watch out!
Those evil people have put
their arrows on their bows,
and they are standing
in the shadows,
aiming at good people.

3 What can an honest person do
when everything crumbles?”

4 The Lord is sitting
in his sacred temple
on his throne in heaven.
He knows everything we do
because he sees us all.

5 The Lord tests honest people,
but despises those
who are cruel
and love violence.

6 He will send fiery coalst
and flaming sulphur
down on the wicked,
and they will drink nothing
but a scorching wind.

7 The Lord always does right
and wants justice done.
Everyone who does right
will see his face.