Psalms 11

NEW JERUSALEM	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 [For the choirmaster Of David] In Yahweh I have found refuge. How can you say to me, 'Bird, flee toyour mountain?	1 Unto the end. For the octave. A Psalm of David.
2 'For look, the wicked are drawing their bows, fitting their arrows to the string to shoot honest men fromthe shadows.	2 Save me, O Lord, because holiness has passed away, because truths have been diminished, before the sons of men.
3 If the foundations fal to ruin, what can the upright do?'	3 They have been speaking emptiness, each one to his neighbor; they have been speaking with deceitful lips and a duplicitous heart.
4 Yahweh in his holy temple! Yahweh, his throne is in heaven; his eyes watch over the world, his gazescrutinises the children of Adam.	4 May the Lord scatter all deceitful lips, along with the tongue that speaks malice.
5 Yahweh examines the upright and the wicked, the lover of violence he detests.	5 They have said: “We will magnify our tongue; our lips belong to us. What is Lord to us?”
6 He will rain down red-hot coals, fire and sulphur on the wicked, a scorching wind wil be their lot.	6 Because of the misery of the destitute and the groaning of the poor, now I will arise, says the Lord. I will place him in safety. I will act faithfully toward him.
7 For Yahweh is upright and loves uprightness, the honest will ever see his face.	7 The eloquence of the Lord is pure eloquence, silver tested by fire, purged from the earth, refined seven times.
	8 You, O Lord, will preserve us, and you will guard us from this generation into eternity.
	9 The impious wander aimlessly. According to your loftiness, you have multiplied the sons of men.