Psalm 11

For the director of music. Of David.

¹ In the Lord I take refuge. 
    How then can you say to me:
    “Flee like a bird to your mountain. 
² For look, the wicked bend their bows; 
    they set their arrows against the strings
to shoot from the shadows 
    at the upright in heart. 
³ When the foundations are being destroyed,
    what can the righteous do?”

⁴ The Lord is in his holy temple; 
    the Lord is on his heavenly throne. 
He observes everyone on earth; 
    his eyes examine them.
⁵ The Lord examines the righteous, 
    but the wicked, those who love violence,
    he hates with a passion. 
⁶ On the wicked he will rain
    fiery coals and burning sulfur; 
    a scorching wind will be their lot.

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