Psalm 11

11:1

For the choirmaster. Of David. In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like a bird to your mountain!

11:2

For behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

11:3

If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?”

11:4

The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD is on His heavenly throne. His eyes are watching closely; they examine the sons of men.

11:5

The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked; His soul hates the lover of violence.

11:6

On the wicked He will rain down fiery coals and sulfur; a scorching wind will be their portion.

11:7

For the LORD is righteous; He loves justice. The upright will see His face.