Psalm 11

For the director of music. Of David.

1In the Lord I take refuge.

How then can you say to me:

“Flee like a bird to your mountain.

2For look, the wicked bend their bows;

they set their arrows against the strings

to shoot from the shadows

at the upright in heart.

3When the foundations are being destroyed,

what can the righteous do^a?”

4The Lord is in his holy temple;

the Lord is on his heavenly throne.

He observes the sons of men;

his eyes examine them.

5The Lord examines the righteous,

but the wicked^b and those who love violence

his soul hates.

6On the wicked he will rain

fiery coals and burning sulfur;

a scorching wind will be their lot.

7For the Lord is righteous,

he loves justice;

upright men will see his face.