Psalms 11

1 In Jehovah have I put my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?

1Unto the end: for the octave, a psalm for David.

1To the Overseer. --By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, `They moved <FI>to<Fi> Thy mountain for the bird?

2 For behold, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may in darkness shoot at the upright in heart.

2Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.

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

3 If the foundations be destroyed, what shall the righteous do?

3They have spoken vain things, every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.

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

4 Jehovah [is] in the temple of his holiness; Jehovah, — his throne is in the heavens: his eyes behold, his eyelids try the children of men.

4May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.

4`Jehovah <FI>is<Fi> in his holy temple: Jehovah--in the heavens <FI>is<Fi> His throne. His eyes see--His eyelids try the sons of men.

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

5Who have said: We will magnify our tongue: our lips are our own: who is Lord over us?

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

6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone; and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

6By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I will set him in safety: I will deal confidently in his regard.

6He poureth on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind <FI>is<Fi> the portion of their cup.

7 For righteous is Jehovah; he loveth righteousness, his countenance doth behold the upright.

7The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth, refined seven times.

7For righteous <FI>is<Fi> Jehovah, Righteousness He hath loved, The upright doth His countenance see!'

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8Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.

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9The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou hast multiplied the children of men.

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