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.