Psalms 11

KING JAMES BIBLE	VULGATA
1 In the LORD put I my trust: How say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?	1 In finem, pro octava. Psalmus David.
2 For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.	2 Salvum me fac, Domine, quoniam defecit sanctus, quoniam diminutæ sunt veritates a filiis hominum.
3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?	3 Vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum ; labia dolosa, in corde et corde locuti sunt.
4 The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.	4 Disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa, et linguam magniloquam.
5 The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.	5 Qui dixerunt : Linguam nostram magnificabimus ; labia nostra a nobis sunt. Quis noster dominus est ?
6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.	6 Propter miseriam inopum, et gemitum pauperum, nunc exsurgam, dicit Dominus. Ponam in salutari ; fiducialiter agam in eo.
7 For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.	7 Eloquia Domini, eloquia casta ; argentum igne examinatum, probatum terræ, purgatum septuplum.
	8 Tu, Domine, servabis nos, et custodies nos a generatione hac in æternum.
	9 In circuitu impii ambulant : secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum.