Psalms 11

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

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.

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?

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.

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.

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.

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.

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