Psa 11 | ESV | STEP | To the choirmaster . Of David . In the Lord I take refuge ; how can you say to my soul , Flee like a bird to your mountain ,

Psalms 11

The Lord Is in His Holy Temple

To the choirmaster. Of David.

1 In the Lord I take refuge;
how can you say to my soul,
^a“Flee like a bird to your mountain,
2 for behold, the wicked ^bbend the bow;
^cthey have fitted their arrow to the string
to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart;
3 if ^dthe foundations are destroyed,
what can the righteous do?” ^{▼▼Or for the foundations will be destroyed; what has the righteous done?}
4 ^fThe Lord is in his holy temple;
the Lord’s ^gthrone is in heaven;
his eyes see, his eyelids ^htest the children of man.
5 The Lord ⁱtests the righteous,
but ^jhis soul hates the wicked and the one who loves violence.
6 Let him rain coals on the wicked;
^kfire and sulfur and a scorching wind shall be ^lthe portion of their cup.
7 For the Lord is righteous;
he ^mloves righteous deeds;
ⁿthe upright shall behold his face.