Psalm 11

To the leader. Of David.

1 In the Lord I take refuge; how can you say to me,

‘Flee like a bird to the mountains;*

2 for look, the wicked bend the bow,

they have fitted their arrow to the string,

to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart.

3 If the foundations are destroyed,

what can the righteous do?’

4 The Lord is in his holy temple;

the Lord’s throne is in heaven.

His eyes behold, his gaze examines humankind.

5 The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked,

and his soul hates the lover of violence.

6 On the wicked he will rain coals of fire and sulphur;

a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

7 For the Lord is righteous;

he loves righteous deeds;

the upright shall behold his face