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Psalms 11
WEB
World English Bible · 2000
DRA
Douay-Rheims (Challoner) · 1752
1In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Fleeasa bird to your mountain;
1Unto the end: for the octave, a psalm for David.
2For, 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;
2Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.
3If the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do?
3They have spoken vain things, every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.
4Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
4May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.
5Jehovah trieth the righteous; 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?
6Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning 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.
7For Jehovah is righteous; he loveth righteousness: The upright shall behold his face.
7The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth, refined seven times.