Psalms 11

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

¹In the Lord I take refuge [and put my trust]; How can you say to me, “Flee like a bird to your mountain; ²For look, the wicked are bending the bow; They take aim with their arrow on the string To shoot [by stealth] in darkness at the upright in heart. ³“If the foundations [of a godly society] are destroyed, What can the righteous do?” ⁴¶The Lord is in His holy temple; the Lord’s throne is in heaven. His eyes see, His eyelids test the children of men. [Acts 7:49; Rev 4:2] ⁵The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked, And His soul hates the [malevolent] one who loves violence. [James 1:12] ⁶Upon the wicked (godless) He will rain coals of fire; Fire and brimstone and a dreadful scorching wind will be the portion of their cup [of doom]. ⁷For the Lord is [absolutely] righteous, He loves righteousness (virtue, morality, justice); The upright shall see His face.