Psalm 11 For the director of music. Of David.

1 In the Lord I take refuge.     How then can you say to me:     “Flee like a bird to your mountain. 2 For look, the wicked bend their bows;     they set their arrows against the strings to shoot from the shadows     at the upright in heart. 3 When the foundations are being destroyed,     what can the righteous do?”

4 The Lord is in his holy temple;     the Lord is on his heavenly throne. He observes everyone on earth;     his eyes examine them. 5 The Lord examines the righteous,     but the wicked, those who love violence,     he hates with a passion. 6 On the wicked he will rain     fiery coals and burning sulfur;     a scorching wind will be their lot.

7 For the Lord is righteous,     he loves justice;     the upright will see his face.