Psalms Chapter 11

For the director of music. Of David.

1In the Lord I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like a bird to your mountain.

2For look, the wicked bend their bows; they set their arrows against the strings to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

3When the foundations are being destroyed, what can the righteous do?”

4The Lord is in his holy temple; the Lord is on his heavenly throne. He observes everyone on earth; his eyes examine them.

5The Lord examines the righteous, but the wicked, those who love violence, he hates with a passion.

6On the wicked he will rain fiery coals and burning sulfur; a scorching wind will be their lot.

7For the Lord is righteous, he loves justice; the upright will see his face.