Psalm 11
For the leader. Of David.
1 In the Lord I take refuge.
How can you tell me
to flee like a bird to the mountains?
2 “See! The wicked are bending the bow,
their arrow is set on the string,
to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.
3 In this tearing down of foundations
what good can a good person do?”
4 The Lord in his holy temple,
the Lord in heaven, enthroned.
His eyes watch the world,
they see everyone.
5 The Lord examines the righteous and wicked,
and the lover of violence he hates.
6 On the wicked he rains coals of fire and brimstone,
and their drink will be scorching wind.
7 For the Lord is just, and justice he loves;
so the upright will see his face.