Psalm 11

For the choir director. Of David.

1In Yahweh I take refuge. How can you say to me, “Flee to your mountain like a bird!

2For look, the wicked bend the bow; they set their arrow on the string to shoot from the darkness at the upright in heart.

3When the foundations are torn down, what can the righteous do?”

4Yahweh is in his holy temple; Yahweh’s throne is in heaven. His eyes watch; his gaze examines all people.

5Yahweh tests the righteous, but the wicked and those who love violence he hates with all his being.

6On the wicked he will rain down snares; fire and sulfur and a scorching wind will be the portion of their cup.

7For Yahweh is righteous; he loves righteous deeds; the upright will see his face.