Psalm Eleven

11:0 For the director of music; by David.
11:1 In the LORD, I take refuge.
How can you say to me, “Flee to a mountain like a bird. 11:2 For look, the wicked are bending their bow,
They load their arrow upon the string
to shoot in the darkness the upright of heart.
11:3 If the foundations are destroyed,
what can the righteous do?”
11:4 The LORD is in his holy temple;
the LORD’s throne is in heaven;
his eyes observe, his pupils test
the sons of man.
11:5 The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked,
and he who loves violence, his living being hates.
11:6 Upon the wicked, he will rain snares;
Fire and brimstone and burning wind will be the portion of their cup.
11:7 For the LORD is righteous, He loves righteousness;
The upright will see his face.