Psalms 11

NEW JERUSALEM	VULGATA
1 [For the choirmaster Of David] In Yahweh I have found refuge. How can you say to me, 'Bird, flee toyour mountain?	1 In finem, pro octava. Psalmus David.
2 'For look, the wicked are drawing their bows, fitting their arrows to the string to shoot honest men fromthe shadows.	2 Salvum me fac, Domine, quoniam defecit sanctus, quoniam diminutæ sunt veritates a filiis hominum.
3 If the foundations fal to ruin, what can the upright do?'	3 Vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum ; labia dolosa, in corde et corde locuti sunt.
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 Disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa, et linguam magniloquam.
5 Yahweh examines the upright and the wicked, the lover of violence he detests.	5 Qui dixerunt : Linguam nostram magnificabimus ; labia nostra a nobis sunt. Quis noster dominus est ?
6 He will rain down red-hot coals, fire and sulphur on the wicked, a scorching wind wil be their lot.	6 Propter miseriam inopum, et gemitum pauperum, nunc exsurgam, dicit Dominus. Ponam in salutari ; fiducialiter agam in eo.
7 For Yahweh is upright and loves uprightness, the honest will ever see his face.	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.