Psalm 11
In the Lord I have found my refuge
: how then can you say to me
‘Flee like a bird to the mountains;
‘Look how the wicked bend their bows,
and notch the arrow upon the string
: to shoot from the darkness at the true of heart;
‘If the foundations are destroyed
: what can the just man do?’
The Lord is in his holy place,
the Lord is enthroned in heaven
: his eyes search out, his glance tries the children of men.
He tries the righteous and the wicked
: and him that delights in violence his soul abhors.
He will rain down coals of fire and brimstone
upon the wicked
: a scorching wind shall be their cup to drink.
For the Lord is righteous and loves righteous acts
: the upright shall see his face.