| Chapter 11 |
1 | For the chief music-maker. Of David.
In the Lord put I my faith; how will you say to my soul, Go in flight like a bird to the mountain? |
2 | See, the bows of the evil-doers are bent, they make ready their arrows on the cord, so that they may send them secretly against the upright in heart. |
3 | If the bases are broken down, what is the upright man to do? |
4 | The Lord is in his holy Temple, the Lord's seat is in heaven; his eyes are watching and testing the children of men. |
5 | The Lord puts the upright and the sinner to the test, but he has hate in his soul for the lover of violent acts. |
6 | On the evil-doer he will send down fire and flames, and a burning wind; with these will their cup be full. |
7 | For the Lord is upright; he is a lover of righteousness: the upright will see his face. |