Psalms - Chapter 11

1

For the director of music. Of David. 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 the sons of men; his eyes examine them.


5

The LORD examines the righteous, but the wicked and those who love violence his soul hates.


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; upright men will see his face.