For the Chief Musician. By David.

11:1 In Yahweh, I take refuge.

How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your mountain!"

11:2 For, behold, the wicked bend their bows.

They set their arrows on the strings,

that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

11:3 If the foundations are destroyed,

what can the righteous do?

11:4 Yahweh is in his holy temple.

Yahweh is on his throne in heaven.

His eyes observe.

His eyes examine the children of men.

11:5 Yahweh examines the righteous,

but the wicked and him who loves violence his soul hates.

11:6 On the wicked he will rain blazing coals;

fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

11:7 For Yahweh is righteous.

He loves righteousness.

The upright shall see his face.